Tag: poetry
member name: Rose F.
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March 08, 2007 03:32 PM EST --
I am a blank piece of paper, ready to be made into a masterpiece.
Make me into something pure, something raw,
So that I can show the world my colors.
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February 06, 2008 03:47 AM EST --
A life cut short,
A fanned out flame,
A young girl lost,
An angel gained.
A terrible moment,
But who's to blame?
What's past has happened,
And can't be changed.
One bad choice, . . .
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March 08, 2007 03:14 PM EST --
Glazed eyes, staring wide,
Death is all she sees
Frozen smile, painted lips
False sincerity.
Dark brown hair, deep blue eyes,
Staring at the Styx,
A high school ring, a bloody mess
In the snow begins . . .
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February 06, 2008 03:45 AM EST --
~Red Glass
The heart of our community,
Though longing for a name.
Who's the girl in the mirror?
Are you and she the same?
It's raining red glass
As you ponder the situation. . . .
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March 08, 2007 03:11 PM EST --
A smile, a wink,
A tacky chequered tie,
“This one’s our best model!”
A blatant lie.
His charisma, his charm,
Well, sort of…
His stunning good looks,
. . .
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January 15, 2007 08:13 PM EST --
SOMEWHERE BEYOND THE HORIZON
Dreams are made for dreaming
And not for living out.
I guess that's how it happens
When life is full of doubts.
And love is for the happy.
And peace is for . . .
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February 06, 2008 03:49 AM EST --
Being alone in a crowd of people
Is like being buried alive.
There's six cold walls around your soul,
And no one knows you haven't died.
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September 17, 2007 12:05 PM EDT --
~Memories
Near to the door
he paused to stand
as he took his class ring
off her hand
all who were watching
did not speak
as a silent tear
ran down his cheek
and through his mind
the memories ran . . .
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