Hurt

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Family Passing

My uncle Pop has passed away.
I'm so sad the whole day has been a bad day!
The family and I...

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Fourteen Feelings

Fourteen Feelings

Fourteen years ago to the day.
My life was changed in such a way.
I cry a lot and I'm often...

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There Is 'No Turning Back

There Is 'No Turning Back

Left behind memories of failed moments and feelings of hurt

Not looking back any longer the road...

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You treat my heart like trash

You treat my heart like trash

All those years wasted.
I invested so much time, money, and love into you...
And what was my...

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EVIL ACT OF CRUELTY

EVIL ACT OF CRUELTY

H ow could you leave me crying

E ven when I loved you so

A heartless act of selfishness...

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Awake

I know now that I am awake,

I finally see the truth about who I am really am,

my heart can'...

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REVENGE

The cause of many a downfall
The seed of much discontent
Revenge is sweet to some
But...

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Pluviophile

(Pluviophile Definition: Someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days)

Do you remember...

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Echoes in the Heart

Echoes in the Heart

There are lingering echoes in each heartbeat

Which recount lyrics sung to the tune of tears...

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The Ones We Love

The Ones We Love

Though we fight every day
I can say Honey
I do love you...

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Izzy

Izzy

This poem was inspired by a lovely lady I met when I was young, she managed to survive the Holocaust and...

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Kissing Blade

As the cold blade
gently kisses my
skin
pent up emotions
disburse from
...

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Sitting On My Wrist

I feel defeated,

beaten down to my last straw.

I get flashbacks,

of all the bad...

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Inside my broken heart

Looking down upon myself

Have I looked in this form before

Where did I begin, where did I...

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Behind the peelings and the...

Behind the peelings and the empty things

I can feel my lips moving,

my jaw flexing,

I can even feel the out rush of air

when...

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Behind the peelings and the...

Behind the peelings and the empty things

I can feel my lips moving,

my jaw flexing,

I can even feel the out rush of air

when...

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The Demons' Prey

As I walk down this road
All the demons behold,
For they see a weak and fragile mind
...