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By Macaroni Mario
color my heart. rip it. spit on it. what is that scar? Who gave me that gouge?
Poetry | Updated May 22, 2014 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
We tend to cover up our feelings that we aren't sure about confessing.
By Angel Plant
For me I need no statement. I am real and my love. It is not impossible for the two of us.
Shadows, life, forms, present, light ,etc;
A free verse written in an odd rhythmical pattern to explore the omniscient God.
Poetry | Updated Feb 9, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Taken from a chapter in my own life (and slightly altered) a friend reveals their sexual orientation.
Why is it that everyone wheres a mask? doesnt it make it a whole lot harder to find love? well, heres a poem of when 2 people do find eachother...
Poetry | Updated Jul 7, 2012 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 15
The truth is inside...
Don't prejudge something.
So often you search for friends
It's hard to tell if they are true
I only have talked to you
For only a short time
But you have revealed
A trait of realÂ
It's your soul your soul
That has spoken to me
So now I can see
that you are whatÂ
a friend can be
I only give what you allow me to give.
I can't give Â you anything beyond that.
I won't open up myself like that.
I'm afraid to allow myself, to reveal, toÂ you who I am.
I protect my heart! My soul!
Can you show me. You are real?Â
Only then I can be me.
Poetry | Updated May 1, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A death of one so controlled by fate, one whose life had been planned out long before her life was created, and all to save those who were practically undeserving of any saving at all, ones who had caused the death of countless souls just to save their own. A death that causes the awakening of...
Truth to reveal Or Truth to inhale
Truth to block Or Truth to exhale;
I mock the every word the truth...
Oh! Lies the very block I mend
There's nothing worth, which to tend.
I like my ways blue and white
As follow the color, black to restrain;
Ha! Harsh the world, which...
Poetry | Updated Feb 8, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0