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Spill Out My Heart
A Poem by
Alicia
If you were to spill out my heart what would you find ? I don't even know. Would you find love and joy ? Tragedy and despair ? A girl who thinks the w..
fakers;;
A Poem by
Alicia
I'm NOT trying to discriminate towards any group at all in this poem. Just a poem [:
I miss being a kid...
A Poem by
Alicia
I miss being a kid. The only color we knew of then lied within our boxes of Crayola; The only war we spoke of included the tugging of a rope; The o..
Childhood days
A Poem by
Alicia
Swing set. Sunset. Dreams of being a princess. Green grass. Tree shade. Memories of childhood days. High school girl on the swing- her shadow ..
Such a beautiful liar...
A Poem by
Alicia
She's the epitome of misery, her teardrops fade to ashes. She's all alone as though the whole world fell in love and she's the only one who got he..
Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Charlie
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Excuse my screaming...
A Poem by
Alicia
The words that escaped your dry lips caught me by surprise. Yes. Of course. Though it's your silence that sent the thick, crimson liquid flowing thr..
What they never taught in school... <3
A Poem by
Alicia
So, in school they teach us logic. 1+1=2. But they never taught us anything about love. No, i don't mean Sex Ed. I mean crushes and broken hear..
He offered her his hand...
A Poem by
Alicia
He offered her his hand, and they danced to no tune. Their hearts had a better beat than any song could ever hold. He offered her his hand, and..
Untitled
A Poem by
Alicia
And he lied to her; he insulted her; he broke her heart; he ripped it out of her chest; let her fall to her knees, blood staining the floor, wit..
Untitled
A Poem by
Alicia
Ink spills on the paper like blood leaving unchangeable scars on the fragile heart. Once the words are written they can't be taken back; they can'..
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