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Him and I by TheBluePoet26
TheBluePoet26
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You've surfaced upon the sweet scents and daunting tints of My blood dwelling life, expressed in the form of poetry. Bubbly and lighter from the outside but a misty shade darker, on the inside, Portrayed through self depicting tales edged by hope and driven by love. *READ IN A BLACK SCREEN* •style• The style of poetry in this storyline, mainly follows a sequence, starting with lines of fate and our attraction towards each other to being hated from every perspective, yet with hope in our hearts leads us to tie knots. Although, the last part hasn't yet occurred in our life, with hope and heaven's will, we will achieve it. •explanation• Accordingly, after every poem, a comment will be entered, describing what my poetry depicts, to untangle my lines, for anyone that doesn't get my meaning behind it. I'm still 15, It's very personal, and it's the first time I've ever displayed my sour life on a screen. Please be kind and do not hate. 16.11.18-started 02.01.19-first published 04.01.19- #22 in poetry 10.01.19- #3 in poetry 16.01.19- #37 in god 17.01.19- #33 in future 18.01.19- #32 in future 19.01.19- #30 in future 30.01.19- #394 in god 06.02.19- #33 in hope
Shy Girl| ✔ by cherryapples1232
cherryapples1232
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[Completed]: (6/23/15) Ranks: #1 in poems (1/4/19) #35 in books (12/16/18) I crawl and stand up to sit on my bed. I felt like an accomplished spy who just ran away from something bad. Dylan turned and sat on my bed. "You do know I'm still here right?" he asked. I ignore him and pull my notebook out and begin to draw what I was currently feeling. Embarrassment. "Do you always do that? draw and write out your feelings? why do you always do that, why don't you just face your problems head on?" he talks but I'm not really listening to him, I just continue to draw and suddenly my notebook is ripped away from my hands. "Hey what are you doi-" he cuts me off by kissing me. What. The. Actual. Hell? ************************************************** Lacey loves to read and write her own poems. She's a girl with Anxiety. Now meet Dylan the sarcastic, narcissist who breaks the laws all the time winding up in jail. He has his reasons for why. Follow Lacey's hard journey and Dylan's rough secret life in an amazing original story.
May you forget me (NOT) by beyondtheheart13
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Here to let it all out.