Poems about Changes

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miyasmind
miyasmind Gifted Writer "we don't cry, we bleed on paper..."

Bloody Hypocrisy (A Confession) By @miyasmind

A confession that's been long due. - If you find yourself in this situation, please know, that you're not alone and don't have to be in this state. Talk to your friends, parents or a therapist. There'...

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genevieve
genevieve Commaful Star 💛🌙live in loving light✨🌞

Post Partition

Haiku of the Day (9.18.2018) Love lost can be love found 💔♥️❤️ Written by: @genevieve © Genevieve Kubica

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miyasmind
miyasmind Gifted Writer "we don't cry, we bleed on paper..."

Ikarus By @miyasmind #onefact

#onefact - About someone who thinks that she has life figured out due to her observation. Copyright 2018 © by miyasmind All rights reserved.

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genevieve
genevieve Commaful Star 💛🌙live in loving light✨🌞

~ lessons in logic ~ 3rd edition

~ lessons in logic ~ 3rd edition I am trying my best to keep a positive outlook on the coming months and I hope you all are doing the same. We can do this. Lets make 2019 our best year yet! <333 xo...

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bvmbi
bvmbi Commabassador some things about "something"

A Billion Words

something about words

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katjushap
katjushap Silver Comma Too much to say today🤗☺️😊😍

You never be the same before and after...

You never be the same before... You never be the same and after...

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lost
lost Bronze Comma I'm still here

Lost. For Now.

After years hope remerges. It's changing. Hopefully changing.

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felonious
felonious incrediblesubstantial.tumblr.com

I hate you, I love you

Like, comment, follow. Ever lost someone?

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waltc
waltc not all photos are mine.

He saw her for the first time in a long while. It had been months or maybe years. They all glued together after 22. She still glowed like she was 23. Before she had done, “all these things”, and only...

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lindajwolff
lindajwolff www.wolffpoetry.com

My Childhood is Escaping Me

This poem is a self-portrait. How I grow from a child to an emerging butterfly.

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