Poetry for the Rainy days
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let the heart beat by afterwords
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i told you not to forget me but you forgot that too. poetry #171 [copyright afterwords 2015]
Sadness by wydSam
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Filled with sad sayings and quotes. Warning: you'll probably feel sad. Read at your own risk **None of these quotes/sayings are written by me unless stated otherwise** ☻ I'm always here if u need someone to talk to, just message me :) [Highest Rank in Poetry: #1 as of 12/9/2016] ♚♚♚
Ephemeral Obscurity by voyageur
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❝I have never been myself as much as I have with you and all these words.❞ A beginner's attempt at poetry, exploring a few different forms and voices while trying to convey loss and beauty. Organized alphabetically, so feel free to read in whatever order you like. Sept. 2013-June 2014 "eye of twilight" from Jan. 2016
Realistic Poetry by hypnotizedbyhood
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A book of poetry that happens to be realistic. Highest ranking: #11 in poetry
jupiter's moons by pathoscide
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this pull is more than just gravity.
Winter Trails by MajorSeventh
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Winter Trails is an album of my poems, journeying through late fall when the wire of the trees begins to dominate, till the end of January. After promoting it and it soaring to three quarter million reads, Wattpad unceremoniously dumped it. Here it still is though.
pressed flowers by samwinchesters
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she had heard too many stories of people being broken and bent like wire, so she became a violet pressed between yellow pages of a well-worn book.