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  1. 1. What Should I Name My Poem?

    • The Key To My Soul
    • The Graveyard Stone Is Crooked
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    • No One Visits Much
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    • Alive When You Got My Heart Beating

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What Should This Poem Be Named?
 

It was about 3 years ago

No, thirteen bodies of me turned to stone

Collided with the normal me

And there my body lies, in a coffin sleeping for what I know but not hope for forever

And yes, some people have tried the shovel of pain

Tried to save me from the dead

They´ve only gotten to 6 feet and under.

An alarm clock, waking me up from a dream that somebody, some gut to save me 

And you got down to the 30 feet 

With bare hands, no shovel to bring on me

And I think I crossed over the street of boundaries 

And I tried to refrain, trying not to let you let me breathe 

But I make an excuse to sneeze and blush and never succeeding 

Mouth full of chocolate, making it less tempting to do something that´ll make the wall drip green in jealousy, purple getaway marks on my cheeks and necks

I clutched your arms like stairway railings

But I promised myself I wouldn't let you complete me

 

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16 hours ago, Chabela said:

What Should This Poem Be Named?
 

It was about 3 years ago

No, thirteen bodies of me turned to stone

Collided with the normal me

And there my body lies, in a coffin sleeping for what I know but not hope for forever

And yes, some people have tried the shovel of pain

Tried to save me from the dead

They´ve only gotten to 6 feet and under.

An alarm clock, waking me up from a dream that somebody, some gut to save me 

And you got down to the 30 feet 

With bare hands, no shovel to bring on me

And I think I crossed over the street of boundaries 

And I tried to refrain, trying not to let you let me breathe 

But I make an excuse to sneeze and blush and never succeeding 

Mouth full of chocolate, making it less tempting to do something that´ll make the wall drip green in jealousy, purple getaway marks on my cheeks and necks

I clutched your arms like stairway railings

But I promised myself I wouldn't let you complete me

hey the key to my soul seems creepy but awesome! good idea

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This is very creative, quite fitting for Halloween season actually. What did you use to give you inspiration for your poem? 📝

 

 

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Oh I actually like writing things with deep meanings and I usually use some of memories that I have or emotions and create. and also one of my guy friends are usually under the inspiration of my poetry because of how much I care about him :) 

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30 minutes ago, Chabela said:

Oh I actually like writing things with deep meanings and I usually use some of memories that I have or emotions and create. and also one of my guy friends are usually under the inspiration of my poetry because of how much I care about him :) 

Really inspirational, well done, it’s very well written. You should be proud, it’s good that you are able to put it down in an elegant way.

 

 

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