I’m wrong but I’m real.
Tony CobleTony Coble Break me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.
Tony CobleTony Coble She’s no rose. But in her I see the beauty of thorns.
Tony CobleTony Coble There’s this thing that hurts inside me all the time. Because I know what’s coming.
Tony CobleTony Coble Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.
Tony CobleTony Coble Failures often become art. And art can never fail.
Tony CobleTony Coble Summer looks the same. But last summer she loved me.
Tony CobleTony Coble Poems are a nice way of saying fuck you.
Tony CobleTony Coble Always falling but not for anything.
Tony CobleTony Coble We search for meaning. And destroy it.
Tony CobleTony Coble Even with broken wings, she dares to fly. And even with a broken heart, she dares to love.
Divya khandalDivya khandal And I refuse to apologize until the very end for the way that I feel – my feelings are valid too.
Carmen AmadosCarmen Amados Contemplate your own mortality daily, then see how much we must change.
Chris AllchinChris Allchin Poetry is the voice of the soul and the inspiration of the heart.
Teresa PeresTeresa Peres We parted sadly, like children in the street on a pleasant june afternoon.
Iestyn TudorIestyn Tudor And what shall I call you? Yours. In this life, the ones before, and all others thereafter.
Alexandra MichelleAlexandra Michelle
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