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A short telling of a lovers heart (search for the hidden message rather simple to find ;)
Everybody make mistakes and sometimes others need help to apologize.
Poetry | Updated Nov 14, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I want to discuss a bit about my future, and about my new blog.
This is just how i feel during arguments.
Poetry | Updated Aug 4, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I'm just really down...
This one was made after a particular ex messed with my heart repeatedly, and I finally got tired. Hope everyone likes it :)
Poetry | Updated Jun 6, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Society is Raw
something i wrote really quick whilst bored in spanish and feeling super bad for hurting my baby. I cant seem to get all my feelings out about this. I will write a huge poem for my apology. I love you.
A song about learning to love again after a bad break up.
AUDIO: I have uploaded (not the best quality) an audio of me singing the lyrics, with no music, because I can't play any instruments.
I know that I CANNOT sing, I have merely put this here so you can get an idea of how I want it to sound.
I've just been very depressed, lately. And I don't know why...and it's annoying. And I'm not trying to sound like, I don't know - a total douche, I guess? - but I know that it'll just go away, and I know I'm being selfish for being this way, so I just hide it from people. But I just feel so...
This poem can be dedicated for either my mother or father.
Storm and Dannie were best friends. Empahsis on the word were. Storm has just had the worst experience for someone her age, her mother was murdered, her father gone, and her sister as distant as ever. Now, when she needs her best friend the most, she gets the cold shoulder? Why? Well, Storm has...
By Eskay Miras
The first poem I EVER wrote. Written after I had to leave home and live in Wales for 2 years :|
A poem filled with things I've done and mistakes I've made.
This is written to someone that I know. I could never apologize enough to him, although he says that he needs no apology.
Poetry | Updated Feb 18, 2013 | Reads: 43 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 6