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I need to scream
I need to get it out.
Out
Out
Out
I'll fucking cut it out
I'll claw it out of my own fuckibg chest.
I'll rip out my still beathing heart
Even then it won't be enough.
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I want to scream at him
I want to yell
I want to hurt him
I need to hurt him
I need him to feel
How I do.
I want to tell him how I feel
"I love you"
"I hate you"
"I hope your happy"
"I hope he fucking breaks your heart"
Knowing God Damm well I only half mean it
But I don't.
I Silently stew
Bottling up resentment
And rage
Just incase
He loves me too.
Cus I know the second
He comes back
I'll welcome him
With open arms.
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I have a friend
One who means so much to me, and everyone they talk to
They may not see it but they've helped so many people
Without them, I don't know what I'd do
I have a friend
who never fails to bring a smile to my face
They know just how to make me laugh
And here is where they have a place
I have a friend
Who will never know the good they have done
Who has given me so many memories without seeing each other
And its sad. Because they don't know they are enough
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//TW// sh mention\
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//tw// sa, rape, gore\\
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(i was feeling edgar allen poe core!!)
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(I'm going to make up a poem on the spot for you guys. It'll be a bit but it'll happen.)
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(And yes, it will likely make no real sense at all.)
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(Also, none of your guy's poems are shit. Trust me, it's better than what most could do with considerable effort.)
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Possible TW? Some may find it troubling if they understand what it means in all aspects at least.
Scarlet lights,
A desperate fight
To cling to a vestige of love,
As it flies away on the wings of a dove
Stained black;
Please take it back,
I have found a lack
Of warmth,
Of light,
Of my final wish to rise.
Yet once upon a time,
Sometimes,
I found a burning want,
For a single hunt
Of what made me live;
Yet found no sliver,
No recourse,
No sign of remorse
That which makes a person
Truly human.
In the end,
No bend,
No breaks,
No high stakes;
Just a shattered hollow,
Left to wallow
And to rot,
In her own want,
In her own sinking boat,
Which was sunk for her long ago.
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(omfg the talent here- dies)
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(Also, none of your guy's poems are shit. Trust me, it's better than what most could do with considerable effort.)
(the main reason this is for shitty poets is cus my stuff is like all so I'm 14 and this is deep.)
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(Eh. . . personally, you all have done a much better job than that. It's just basically a ramble from the top of my head.)
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(Also, none of your guy's poems are shit. Trust me, it's better than what most could do with considerable effort.)
(the main reason this is for shitty poets is cus my stuff is like all so I'm 14 and this is deep.)
(True enough, but even monkeys can throw rocks instead of shit sometimes, you know? Basically, even an animal has a degree of intelligence to learn and adapt, and so too do 14 year old poets.)
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(Also, none of your guy's poems are shit. Trust me, it's better than what most could do with considerable effort.)
(the main reason this is for shitty poets is cus my stuff is like all so I'm 14 and this is deep.)
(True enough, but even monkeys can throw rocks instead of shit sometimes, you know? Basically, even an animal has a degree of intelligence to learn and adapt, and so too do 14 year old poets.)
(I'm almost 15 :3!!! )
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(Well see? You're already getting there friend.)
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(Yea in a little over a month :3. mainly my poems are bursts of energy)
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(That's very fair. Honestly if you ever want inspiration, you can talk to me. If for any reason you find poem writing energy with no topic to write a poem about.)
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(okies)
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(Surprisingly no trigger warnings for this one!)
I know now.
What I want.
From her.
I know I hurt her
I know I was horrible
I know
I know.
But I said sorry
I said sorry again
And again.
I apologized
After every argument
After every fight.
She never did
And I think
I'll be able to let go
If she says it too.
Im sorry
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I think im really in love with her
When she sings I look at her
Like she's the only thing in the world
My perfect beautiful girl
When she sings I stop to listen
The melody and harmony like candy
The sweetest thing I'll ever hear
All because it came from her.
I wait in the mornings
For her sweet greetings
Because before then I'm asleep
And when she says hi I'm wide awake
The only bad thing about her
Is that she dosent love me too
And I know she won't
Because she's not gay
But it dosent hurt to hope
that maybe one day
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SHITTY SONNET FOR CLASS YAY
The love of girls is something I’ll always crave
With pretty hair and sweet smells
sappho said it first I'm not to blame
Nice and kind with voices like bells
the love i feel for women i do not hide
To me they are not simply women
In the beauty of their form i confide
But beings of beauty to adore sing and revel
however I know they’d never look my way
Like a moth drawn to flame
Most girls I know aren’t even gay
the girls I praise don't even know my name
And yet I love them so intensely
To all girls, I love you immensely
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Death I guess. Suicide idealization
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Fucking shit
I thought I got through it
But it's back
And eating me up
Apathy, hate.
Wanting him back…
Missing having somone who knew me
My body
My mind.
Me.
But fuck.
I'll never get that back
I'll never get anything back.
I never do.
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The summertime air
Reminds me of her
The gentle chill of the night
And the smell of damp grass
Make me think
Of a better time
With a sweet girl
I no longer talk to
Her name is still sweet on my tounge
Even if I never use it to talk to her
Because, during a dark time
I had my sweet Valorie
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Idk what this is. It's a poem coming from that place in your brain that exists only in the black between night and day.
Truth, truth
I wish I saw
Why others might deign to stand in awe
Of a higher power they never saw
Power, power
I wish I knew
Why are others like me and you
Looking at these concepts, not so new
Strength, strength
It is a true shame
Nobody is spared the flame
Eternal hell, our true aim
Silence, silence
Toll the bell
Buried deep 'neath the well
An innocent yet very true hell
Coward, coward
Who are we
Always in need
Never freed
Terror, terror
You don't exist
You were only ever on the list
Of people who dared shake their fist
Fade, fade
Your last breath
An unremembered unmarked death
Eternal silence, final rest
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Little guy, you’re finally here, I was scared you’d be taken from me.
You’re bristly and I can’t hold you and you won’t even eat from my hand, but I’m still your friend.
You don’t have a name, not a thought passes through your head, but you’re my little guy.
Your blood may run cold, and your scales are sharp. You may be odd and you cage, covered by a tarp, but I’ll spend every second and every penny to see that you’re happy, my little guy.
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Love sick
I feel like I'm gonna vomit
The butterflies flapping around in my stomach
Fighting to get out
For me to say how I really feel
When I look at her
And can't help but smile
When I hear her
and can't help but sing along
When I want any excuse to hold her
And cherish her
And love her
And not want to die
Because she's beautiful
And kind
And wonderful
And when we fight like friends do
I can't help but giggle
And flirt a little too
Because I love her
The kind of love that makes me sick
For you.