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“Last First Kiss”- C. Quinn
universe-of-poems: Quiero a alguien que me conozca lo suficiente como para reconocer cuando estoy rota.
universe-of-poems: Lo más complicado fue tener que fingir que no me dolía, mientras me rompía por dentro.
universe-of-poems: Lo más doloroso es cuando lo entregas todo,sin excepciones, sin dudas, solo amor,y lo que recibes te causa solamente tristeza y lágrimas.
universe-of-poems:¿Como le explico a mi corazón que ya no vas a volver nunca más?
universe-of-poems: Estoy muy triste por dentro, pero nadie lo sabe.
billymonday: Nobody Home (2014) “I’ve got a little black book with my poems in.” With Jenna Kellen.
langleav: Send this poem to someone special.
jimmyspookyurine: roses can be red violets aren’t fucking blue this is an actual correct poem bottom line: i’d like to fuck you Yeah yeah
nidyan: Just Lovers. || My poem. en We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/138278106
i-m-d-e-p-r-e-s-s-e-d: not my poem
endable: i formatted it differently and added a picture to it and im considering doing this to my poems more often actually
feral-ballad:Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; “Walking Home” @fairyneko
roses are red violets are blue i wanna put my penis in you
killsocietytoday: My poem of Soles Black and White Depression Blog: http://killsocietytoday.tumblr.com
inkskinned: poppunk-is-cooler-than-you: sex-hair-dont-care: fuck. FUCKING THIS. THANK YOU. I’ve been looking for something to describe how i feel, and i’ve found it. sometimes it’s cool when my poems get notes but then i post stuff like this
wxhite: This is my poem. Please do not change source. Please do not repost. And please do not promote yourself. It’s extremely rude. This goes out to everybody. You can make a difference. You can save the life of many by smiling and saying hello.
punkvp: I don’t like how people think my poem is about suicide. I really don’t at all. It’s not, it’s about dying of old age when most of your family is gone and you can’t wait to be reunited with them. It’s not suppose to be sad, it’s
sad–ass: sad—ass: My poem
hinder: I look into your eyes and I see pain, But darling, You have yet to discover the bountiful amount of beauty Which lies inside your soul. I see you as a flower, But you insist on viewing yourself as a weed. my poem - more here
neil-gaiman: neil-gaiman: chrisriddellblog: Dark Sonnet by Neil Gaiman. I love that Chris Riddell is drawing illustrations for some of my poems for no better reason than pure enjoyment (and what better reason for making art could there be?) Happy
memorabley: ridge: cyberunfamous: rnovement: cyberunfamous: andreathomps13: holy shit. When this gets 100k notes I will scream i wish i could write like this Hey my poem best thing ever ::(((((
dreadful-secrets: hopefvlly: memorabley: ridge: cyberunfamous: rnovement: cyberunfamous: andreathomps13: holy shit. When this gets 100k notes I will scream i wish i could write like this Hey my poem best thing ever ::((((( im in love with
thepoeticunderground: The talent of all of you astounds me. This a quote from my poem, by @paperfelt. Do you guys like me posting art that others have done? I’d love to help spread their talent around. :) If anyone wants a hi-res download of this click
If you’re a poet, then how are you able to love a girl who only cares about the poems that mention her?
dorothea-rising: My poem about Mary Ingalls was just published in the Fall issue of Bone Bouquet
A Gordon Ramsay poem
oh god I miss you more than my stability and sanity all together ..
cyberunfamous: rnovement: cyberunfamous: andreathomps13: holy shit. When this gets 100k notes I will scream i wish i could write like this Hey my poem
weepingteens: I actually wrote this wow please dont take credit for my poem im very proud of it
Desolate-Painting By Drew Evans http://drewevans.deviantart.com/art/Desolate-Painting-203222688 I’m all alone, lost in despair. Alone, lost in my mind, I doubt anyone cares. You can’t hear the screams of loneliness and agony, the cries
Photo: Moonlight AndDark Clouds In Arcipelago by Eskilehttp://eskile.deviantart.com/art/Moonlight-And-Dark-Clouds-In-Arcipelago-322488330 I’m a romantic, with my head in the clouds. A believer, who’s heart screams out loud. I live and die Through
Photo: Grave by Beyzayildirim77 http://beyzayildirim77.deviantart.com/art/grave-198362417 Death whispers softly in my ear, Singing a sweet melody only I hear. It calls to me, politely with calming peace, Oh what a proposition of terminal release.
melzmel: My poem - Insomnia This. A thousand times over, THIS!
as the depression drips down the length of my spine I can’t think of nothing but the things you’ve said to me // dsm
basic-bitchhh: my poem. | via Tumblr on @weheartit.com - http://whrt.it/16UYbuD
depressed-roses: [my poem please don’t remove credit]
“One day the war will be over, and I can return to my poem.”
Some of my writing I recently did.
neil-gaiman: chrisriddellblog: Dark Sonnet by Neil Gaiman. I love that Chris Riddell is drawing illustrations for some of my poems for no better reason than pure enjoyment (and what better reason for making art could there be?)
Out of my heart & in to your lungs on We Heart It.
billymonday: Nobody Home (2014) “I’ve got a little black book with my poems in.” With Jenna Kellen.
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