Submissions by EBB1E
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
scrap piece 03
Ive got a sadness in my stomach
Ive got fear in my throat
and one day soon, there will be nothing left
but a poem i wrote
Ive got fear in my throat
and one day soon, there will be nothing left
but a poem i wrote
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Scrap Piece 02
Courage can get you into trouble, bravery a grave and absence of these two regret is paid
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scrap piece 01
Take a piece of chaos and get the angels high
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Aint Listening
Honesty
can
hurt,
words
do
the
same,
actions
mean
something
but
my
eyes
ain't
listening
can
hurt,
words
do
the
same,
actions
mean
something
but
my
eyes
ain't
listening
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Blind
When a man can't see it's because his heart hasn't the eyes
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scrap
She puts all her happiness on hold until his presence is met with her soul.
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Watercolours
I paint my watercolors with tears from the world i try to escape.
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.........
the darkest darks reflect the light
the light of a trapped soul
where do you want to go
in a 6ft hole
the light of a trapped soul
where do you want to go
in a 6ft hole
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mer
i sit here looking up at the stars but they arent shining down on me
they laugh and tease about my density, i am not bright
i cannot twinkle at their height, i am far down on the cold hard earth
warming my self with a heart given at birth
they laugh and tease about my density, i am not bright
i cannot twinkle at their height, i am far down on the cold hard earth
warming my self with a heart given at birth
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These tears will wash away the unwanted love, the stale residue of that like a bong or a pipe, yet there are still those who settle for the false word s of love to get choked in their throat not realizing there are sweeter things to taste.
To have your heart replaced, replaced with the heart of another. His heart for my own. Never to be alone, the grass it grows tall, the sweet essences we heave and pull, hull that smoke into your lungs. Let your mind take the plunge. Be free with me, let the magic speak willingly, our journey has started and I know one day we will be parted but that’s...
To have your heart replaced, replaced with the heart of another. His heart for my own. Never to be alone, the grass it grows tall, the sweet essences we heave and pull, hull that smoke into your lungs. Let your mind take the plunge. Be free with me, let the magic speak willingly, our journey has started and I know one day we will be parted but that’s...
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just my thoughts
i like to think we lose our physical form and become floating ideas and emotions forever changing just so our soul can feel slightly what it once was, i'd like to hope that those who are still living get to feel us. our mood, our thoughts and interpret them into their own actions and feelings. i want to be like an aura of emotions. a guardian 'mood' angel.
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Advice
One day you'll see your heart belongs to yourself.
You will be able to share it with someone not surrender it.
Sometimes it takes pain to become a wiser person.
Hold on. Pull through and your heartbroken eyes will see that its only you that can let it be broken.
You will be able to share it with someone not surrender it.
Sometimes it takes pain to become a wiser person.
Hold on. Pull through and your heartbroken eyes will see that its only you that can let it be broken.
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DU Poetry : Submissions by EBB1E