STORM AND THE FLAME
A flame burns in the blackness,
With lightning cracking near it's top,
The flame flickers then burns even brighter,
The lightning came faster than before,
Anger storms and hurt burns,
Always in the eternal dance,
But love comes to quench the fire and protect all from the raging storm.
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ALIVE OR NO?
Am I alive,
My heart is beating,
I am breathing,
But I feel nothing,
I can speak,
I can see,
But I feel nothing,
I can hear,
I can move,
But I feel nothing,
I can laugh,
I can sing,
But I feel nothing,
I am empty,
I am blank,
I feel nothing,
I am alone,
I am quiet,
I feel nothing,
So if this is true,
Am I alive,
Or aren’t I?
By: SEE ME
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Read If You Wish, But I Wish You Would.
Um, my birthday is 8/ 18/ 92, I hate pink but I’m not goth, my poems are depressing but I’m not emo, for now I guess that’s it. Oh, I'll be posting my peoms mostly, please don't copy them, and I would love to get comments, n'k thanks.
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