March 2011
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Is this love?
When I speak to you, It’s like a sudden rush of adrenaline, Like being hit by a car - Bam! I love you, So much it hurts. I feel constantly sick, Sick with worry, its absurd. When we embrace, The feeling is so incredible, It can’t be explained, I just want to hold you forever, Never be alone. I feel this is love. This is home. I love just spending time with you, But it’s never long enough. I wish I...
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I Love You
I just want to say sorry, For anything that I’ve done. I can never say it to your face, But to me you are the one. I always feel really nervous, When it comes to me and you. See, when it comes to relationships, I don’t really know what to do… I want to just hug and kiss you, But I never know when, or how? I don’t want to do something stupid And ruin what we have, It’s been so amazing ‘til now…...
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“I am an artist. All I wish to to express myself. Whether it be through paint,...”
– Anon
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Her
I barely even know what she looks like, But still I’m falling for her. I’ve only known her a couple of days, But I already love this girl. Me and her, We’re so alike, I am her, she is me. Its like we’re soul mates, And to my heart she holds the key. We get on great, Like we’ve been friends for years, But I only met her last week. Now I can’t get her off my mind, She seems to make me complete....
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Death's Echo - W.H. Auden
“O who can ever gaze his fill,” Farmer and fisherman say, “On native shore and local hill, Grudge aching limb or callus on the hand? Father, grandfather stood upon this land, And here the pilgrims from our loins will stand.” So farmer and fisherman say In their fortunate hey-day: But Death’s low answer drifts across Empty catch or harvest loss Or an unlucky May. The earth is an oyster...
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Loves First Kiss
Nothing in the world, Can ever be as good as this. “This” my sweet, Is nothing short of pure bliss. Now you ask, what on earth “this” could be, This my friend is you and me, In the embrace of love’s first kiss. I wrote this poem when I was 14 after being inspired by a passage in a Shakespearean play.
“Just Words.
Just Poetry.
Just Feelings.
Just Clichés.
Just Tom.”
