- Member since September 12, 2009.
- I am a 15 year old person
- I have 16 comments, 7 archived poems, 107 poems, 19 stories, 3 journals
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It’s when minds distort to see beauty, that sadness comes into play. / When the black rose is turned to blue; the earth turned to gray. / When the background life is blurred so that you see what’s in your face; / yes, that’s when beauty is buried, a130 words, February 26
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/ / When you can’t do a word justice / When you trick them into believing you / When you hurt someone and say it’s a joke / When you lie and tell them it’s all true / / When you promise them you’re going to be there / When you break113 words, February 1
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What would the mockingbird sing, the day the earth died? / Would the leaves float heavenward, gravity defied? / The sun, how it’ll weep its blood red tears, / burning the earth and augmenting our fears. / / The grass, how it will shudder as the424 words, 3 comments, February 1
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Reflections of a rainbow, radiating power through their sharpness as light deflects off the polished and cut gem, recently shaped to potent perfection. Its carbon cousin, coal, dark and weak, burns with fury and rage as the deceiving delicacy of the diamo266 words, December 11, 2009
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If life could always have the pleasure,1 - Balck and White at storywrite
Trusting in colors when they spite your lack of them. When they scorn you in ways that want you to go back to your shades, your colorless life. How can you trust them? They dance around - they’re green in greed and blue in so - What Existence at storywrite
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on Aubade (2010) by iamvered, on February 23wow i loved the discription and beauty of this poem! its great!
"to stroke the belly of a cloud and
watch a beetle's image through
a raindrop illuminated
by the sun"
like...wow that's awesome imagery right there...
keep up the brillinace! lol