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Read MoreWhat if I told you my pictures lie That's what you see on the outside is an illusion That if the camera could capture the truth You'd see many tears falling down my cheeks ~ If only the flash brought you within this mind Then...
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Thank you 😊
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Powerfully penned, Lizz. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks 😊
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Ghosteen posted in the group Music is Art
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The Manics covering Frankie Valli and many of my friends were there. What is there not to like?
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Day That Remembers What You Forgot
April 22nd is more than a day.
It is a melody you almost recognize,
a Beatles’ song that never made the album,
a tune humming in the back of your skull
like a childhood you can’t quite place.It plays faintly,
as if someone left a radio on
in another universe.
You catch fragments,
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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Hell
Deep down in the fiery pits of hell,
war has started, if you couldn’t tell.
The burning souls are screaming,
the demons’ eyes are gleaming,
they kneel down before the devil’s throne.He’s the one of power, giving the commands,
for each he has the devious of plans.
The red-hot flames are prancing,
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Oh, poetry…it sounds much better in hell.
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Read MoreI am not everyone’s cup of tea and I swirl like smoke anyway. Bitter. Sweet. Thick. Thin. Honey sticky on the tongue,Milk warm on the lips. Steeped too long, spilled too fast,Loud in the mouth,Soft in the throat. Too much. Not enough. I do not bend for you.I bloom in my own cup Sipped slow, burning, pleasure and sting, Exactly as I am.
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You sound delicious..!! Love that poem!
Can I get a refill?? ☺️
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Very cool post.. deep and meaningful! ;^)