End, but please don't re-begin
Yet again, someone gets away
With a crime...sexual or rape
But next time will they escape?
What will it take?
In the midst, I feel myself break
I feel so decrepit
All my past left regreted
But these times are so imperative
At the same time, so insidious
By the look of everyone else wanting to be
pretentious
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Scars | 0 | 11/13/2013 |
| The Demise | 0 | 11/08/2013 |
| Keep Contemplating | 0 | 11/05/2013 |
| Percieve... | 0 | 11/01/2013 |
| Without You | 2 | 11/01/2013 |
| Life | 1 | 11/01/2013 |
| Tear Drops From Thy Heart | 0 | 10/31/2013 |
| End, but please don't re-begin | 0 | 10/31/2013 |
| No fear | 2 | 10/31/2013 |
| More than I can take... | 0 | 10/31/2013 |
| Suicide | 2 | 10/31/2013 |
| Im A Book... | 0 | 08/01/2013 |
| For the Best | 0 | 08/01/2013 |
| Self Blame... | 0 | 08/01/2013 |
| I Dream | 0 | 08/01/2013 |
| Saving My Life | 0 | 08/01/2013 |
| Blood Thirsty | 0 | 06/07/2013 |
| New Excuses... | 0 | 06/07/2013 |
| Help Cries | 0 | 06/07/2013 |
| TO:Me FROM: My bestfriend (emma) | 0 | 06/05/2013 |
| Growing Pain | 2 | 06/05/2013 |
| You ;** | 0 | 06/03/2013 |
| Lust | 0 | 06/03/2013 |
| For Him ;) | 0 | 05/31/2013 |
| Tight Love | 0 | 05/31/2013 |
| Unending Pain | 0 | 05/17/2013 |
| The usual unusual love... | 0 | 05/17/2013 |
| Confusing Love | 0 | 05/14/2013 |
| Blown By the Wind | 2 | 05/03/2013 |
| Racing Love | 0 | 04/29/2013 |
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