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For A Favorite Granddaughter

by Dorothy Parker

Never love a simple lad,
Guard against a wise,
Shun a timid youth and sad,
Hide from haunted eyes.

Never hold your heart in pain
For an evil-doer;
Never flip it down the lane
To a gifted wooer.

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hurt hurts more when you don't know it's coming

by Mishka M

i love them more than words can say,
but every day is filled with gray.
one moment laughter fills the air,
the next, i wonder if they care.
their moods, like storms, change in an instant,
a sudden silence, cold and distant.

i never know what's wrong or right,
which words will start another fight.
i walk on eggshells, all day long,

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Her Voice

by Oscar Wilde

THE wild bee reels from bough to bough
With his furry coat and his gauzy wing.
Now in a lily-cup, and now
Setting a jacinth bell a-swing,
In his wandering;
Sit closer love: it was here I trow
I made that vow,

Swore that two lives should be like one
As long as the sea-gull loved the sea,

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A Sad State Of Freedom

by Nâzım Hikmet

You waste the attention of your eyes,
the glittering labour of your hands,
and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves
of which you'll taste not a morsel;
you are free to slave for others--
you are free to make the rich richer.

The moment you're born
they plant around you
mills that grind lies

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Tears, Idle Tears

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.

Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,
That brings our friends up from the underworld,
Sad as the last which reddens over one
That sinks with all we love below the verge;

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Recent Sad Poems

hurt hurts more when you don't know it's coming

by Mishka M

eggshells, glass, and blueberries

by Mishka M

i tread lightly, so lightly,
like the blades of freshly mowed grass under bare feet,
soft but sharp, each step a gamble,
each breath a question:
is this enough? am i enough?
or will this be the moment i falter,
crack the shell beneath me,
and ruin the picture they’ve painted of me?

the air smells like summer mornings,

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I Don't Really Wanna Die Anymore

by Frangipani Rhett

I don't really wanna die anymore
Except for when I do

I don't really hate my life anymore
Except for when I'm blue

I don't cry too much anymore
Since my heart broke in two

I don't know where I am in this world

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.I Don't Really Wanna Die Anymore

by Frangipani Rhett

I Don't Really Wanna Die Anymore

I don't really wanna die anymore
Except for when I do

I don't really hate my life anymore
Except for when I'm blue

I don't cry too much anymore
Since my heart broke in two

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Spotify Stalking

by Frangipani Rhett

I cried so hard last night
That I played a song on repeat
It was one I pulled from a Spotify playlist
That I want to assume is yours

It sounds like a lullaby
And I imagined you singing it to me
Telling me it'll be alright
And running your fingers down my face

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