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I feel in tangles.
Bent and Bruised.
I feel the echo of where you once were
Like the brush of a passerby.
Your voice is a whisper that I can bare..
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All this noise
Too many girls
Not enough time
All these voices
Too much chatter
Not enough thought
All these people,
And everyone’s a th..
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Standing tall,
I feel like a man.
Able to conquer.
The ability to climb.
But then I reminded,
I am only a woman.
Still, my shoulders rise.
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Isolated by my differences,
A sense of loneliness,
Fades away when you are near.
Love moves all.
My world has spun,
I no longer feel alone.
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I pull myself apart like pieces of a machine.
Passing them off to be cleaned.
Refining myself, with pain, I grow.
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BMT lacks creativity.
My mind feels empty.
I need the words that torch my soul.
I need the words that change my own.
Here I write, in small sn..
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If I stand today, Will there be enough for tomorrow?My weight is doubled under this pressure.All these lies can’t hold one single stone.I push.I..
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Please critic :))) I know my comma placement is bad. I tried to use them for when I wanted the reader to pause. I know this is used in poems, but it f..
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Stars Divide,
Hours collide
I'll see you today.
I'll leave you tomorrow.
Far away,
Our dreams have died.
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