poem
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This is a love poem. Un poema para mi y para ti. I make my intentions clear and release these words to be free. No hay nadie más – you are the one my dear. Mirame a los ojos and witness the sea of stars I’ve sailed. The course was so long and arduous, I
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Pantoum: best described as a poem with a pattern of repeated lines from beginning to end (and best written with wine).
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You cry for help, I come running and throw you the rope. You grab it. But rather than climb, You gorge on selfishness. Rather than pull yourself up, You fill your pockets with pebbles. Instead of reaching for me, You start rooting to the ground. You cry again, I hold tight the rope we never
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Why does it feel like summer is already over? I remember when they felt endless never-ending infinite. I’d waste away hot, sticky, sunny days lazing away in our cold, damp basement – watching music videos on MTV until the moon lit up the sky. It seemed those days would never end in my forever summer.
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I want to write a love poem, One for you and me. I’ll lock it away in our hearts and incinerate the key. I want you to look into my eyes. They are a sparkling glass of sweet rosé, the glimmers of the sun-speckled sea, the hottest stars in the skies. You will not be
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People aren’t comfortable being alone with their feelings anymore. I want to embrace all the feels.
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I admit that I used to be an extremely jealous, distrusting, and insecure person – but who hasn’t been? I’m extremely happy and comfortable with who I am these days, but I can never forget how I used to feel. Perhaps that’s why I’m better at managing it, because man, it sucked hard.
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After years of broken relationships, Why’s it still a struggle to learn from them? To step back and examine the hardships Is on track to see where the issues stem. Although I can safely trace it all back And tell myself, “Here. Here is where it fell”, All my memories fade out and go black
Simply Kayla 