This I amThere once was a girl She was made out of paper Wind blew her awayThis I am
mehSometimes I wonder Just what my brain would look like Plastered on your wallmeh
Short Words for Short PeopleShort Words for Short PeopleShort Words for Short People
This is a short poem for short people because sometimes
short people are simply
not tall enough to reach the top of really long
words like colloquialism, or things that just sound big, like nuclear physics. Big words are nice from time to time, and make writing so very
extravagant, but little words like love and hate just cannot be
replaced.
setting myself upbuy me a memory and hang it by my heart as soon as i see you i'll know exactly where to startsetting myself up
tongue tied for now since you're
just a voice coming thru the dark
evreything's outta awck until yuo come bcak transpose my world with a kiss the world should end just &
hidden the needContentment is only skin deep, Anger and hate burn beneath the surface. Turmoil surface thoughts, Hidden they stay for the decit needful. Hunger burns, thoughts sear the soul, Grim the fate of the Assassin. For hope he can inspire, And death foretold for enemies transpire. Need the end foretold the truth, Circles draw destiny in soft sand. Easily changed and obliterated, Set in stone, hardened in life, Fate is not.hidden the need
A Razorblade Romanceso shed a tearA Razorblade Romance
for this two second razorblade romance our hopes... our dreams... our love... spread across the canvas like a painter's palette beautiful, the way they part
so strip away a part of me leave me forever scarred stitch the wounds with a velvet kiss and speak those words that go like this with a smile so wide and steal the stars away from the night then heal the scars that cut our skin (straight through the heart) you left a part of me bleeding for smiles to come and lives to go bla
Because I don't say this enough
I mean, come on Dr. Shannon!!! I can't wait. Other than that hmmm...
Tender
How are things?
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Heather Hooker [ Holla ]
Im deleteding this one.
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It is so refreshing to read something so raw with emotion.
I just adore your work.
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Heather Hooker [ Holla ]
Will get round to reading through yours in due course, Merry Christmas!
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Getting inside your head and poking your brain...
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T.M.P
"Runnin' Runnin' as fast as we can..."
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bad art is more tragically beautiful than good art 'cause it documents human failure.
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