Posted by emo poems on October 26, 2011 at 05:19 am

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Every waking hour,
The feeling of how great it was,
To be with him,
To be loved
Haunts me.
For I am alone,
and always shall be.
Sometimes I wonder…
Was it just a dream?
by Amber
Posted by emo poems on September 28, 2011 at 00:19 am

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…My Only
True Love Was The
Knife That Struck My Wrist
Every Night And Morning
Knowing There Was No Secondary
Love
Knowing Your Love Was Only
A Lie That Made The Knife
So Close To Me
After Loving You So Dearly
I Found Myself Dead
Asleep Last Thing In
My Memory Was The Next
Morning Later
As I Looked Head To Toe
Covered In My Own Blood
As Tears Filled With Blood
Fell Slowly Down My Cheek
As I Said Bye
To This World I Called Hell
Then Struck My Heart
With The Knife
That I Called
My Only True Love…
by Brandy Rezendes
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Posted by emo poems on March 16, 2011 at 04:50 am

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You said we were perfect
more so than anyone else before
but now you’re speechless
you desire this no more
And that last look you gave me
the one right before
you walked through the door
My heart shattered to pieces
a profound feeling like none before
Posted by emo poems on March 16, 2011 at 04:46 am

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Like we do to others
you deserve our care
from your smallest toes
to the beautiful blonde hair
Once left forgotten
by all but one
her love may be sparce
but never none
She’s just under the rain
she needs the sun
to escape the clouds
because you’re life isn’t done
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Posted by emo poems on March 16, 2011 at 04:42 am

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First I lost her,
Then I lost myself
That is why I have changed
And why I still am changing
The change
Made me lose my friends
They didn’t understand
What I was going through