Today I have sat in my chair, |
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Write a poem. Just spill what your thinking and feeling. no judgement. |
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Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake
Today I have sat in my chair, |
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Last edited by Franklin; 02-17-2011 at 03:15 AM.
A party comes this Saturday |
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Last edited by Franklin; 02-18-2011 at 09:02 AM.
You were crying inside the last time you saw me |
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Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake
I find you weird |
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Half passed three, I should be |
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Last edited by GavinGill; 02-19-2011 at 11:25 PM.
When we come together |
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Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake
It is almost night |
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I am |
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^ lol teenager |
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I got out of the river |
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"For a long time it gave me nightmares, having to witness an injustice like that. It was a constant reminder of how unfair this world can be, I can still hear them taunting him. 'Silly Rabbit, Trix are for kids!'... How come they just couldn't give him some cereal?"
A lonely soul |
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Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake
Sorry my poems express how I feel... I don't feel like living in delusional happiness |
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Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake
Okay, now I will hold on |
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I'd like to be one of those natural scene kids.. They're awsome. Don't you just love their hair?![]()
once a fish, |
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The ability to happily respond to any adversity is the divine.
Dream Journal Shaman Apprentice Chronicles
If you had to fight for your life today, would you survive? |
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Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake
You looked to the earth and the sky |
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Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake
Sitting in bed, |
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nautica |
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If yesterday never was |
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I'd like to be one of those natural scene kids.. They're awsome. Don't you just love their hair?![]()
breakfast left |
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"For a long time it gave me nightmares, having to witness an injustice like that. It was a constant reminder of how unfair this world can be, I can still hear them taunting him. 'Silly Rabbit, Trix are for kids!'... How come they just couldn't give him some cereal?"
your "love" is rotten. |
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"you will not transform this house of prayer into a house of thieves"
poems don't have to be vague you know........ |
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I did not want to thank this |
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