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The Color Red

I came across a poem that described a story with the color red, so I decided to tell my own doing the same.
Red was the color of lipstick I wore that night to impress you. It was the color that filled my hands as I held them tightly together, waiting for you. It was the color...

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#163

love for good reasons

the day of thunder full of true ties to fall under the sky of love, little two doves floating in the skies of love, the love above all never to fall in grief by...

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#164

Solid Ground


Still searching for that solid centre ground. Knowing that the only reliable thing Is Unreliability Just ain’t helping right now. Eroded self trust is my foundation, my bedrock, my stability. And time and time and time again The ever powerful...

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#165

Pythagorean Theorem


I never understood math. I do understand the world surrounds it, emotions wrap around it. Warping science and emotions why our world is astounding. Maybe that's part of the reason my life keeps amounting....

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#166

Watch Out For Weasels


Im used to hypocryts. I used to believe them when I was younger let them weasle in my mind take control of it all the time now times changed and that's all mine. Died...

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#167

The Predator


Focused on my inflation. Establishing my situation not born to conform I run this storm I learned to control my station I'm embracing. People keep giving me lectures, I just feel like there hecklers,...

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#168

Rose


I appreciate you came around and showed me how it's supposed to be. Now there might be a real reason for this poetry. Your beautiful as a rose and delicate like a flower. I...

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#169

Respect


Respect is a funny thing. Sometimes you have to stand up to get it, even if you've done well enough to earn it. Ha. That's why I deserted it, I dont need your respect, i give...

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#170

Walking Poultrygiest


Entitled never was, kept it awkward that was my crutch, handled obstacles differently most dont understand I like that better, hand out the one two punch. Struck by lightening, insides dieing brains insane its...

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