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LNorth

LNorth

I freaking love poetry. I’m welcome to any feedback, I’m happy to improve.

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LNorth

LNorth

I freaking love poetry. I’m welcome to any feedback, I’m happy to improve.

44
Writings
11
Followers
7
Following
The Antique Shop

LNorth

1 min read

Welcome to the shop,

We have much to show!

Rings that shine brightly,

Jewelry that hangs low.


Some things in the back,

Are covered in dust.

But we always make sure,

To clean off the rust.


These items hold importance,

Memories holding age.

New secrets are uncovered,

With every turn of the page.


Thank you for coming,

We hope this won’t be the last time!

Our store is so unique,

A dozen for ...

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Always Be Unhappy

LNorth

1 min read

She knows the secrets of all,

Yet she would never dare tell.

She is intelligent, street smart,

Despite her beautiful looks.

And she is loved by everyone,

But she will always be unhappy.

Always. Be. Unhappy....

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Be Right

LNorth

1 min read

Why couldn’t you have been right?

You said we were perfect,

And I wanted to believe you.

Believe you,

But I couldn’t.

Perfect we were not,

Without another thought,

That maybe something wasn’t right.

You should have been right,

Why didn’t you try harder?...

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Still So Alone

LNorth

1 min read

So many faces,

And I am just one,

Among,

All these others.

Still so alone.


So many voices,

Although I do shout,

I’m drowned out,

No one will listen.

Still so alone.


So many people,

I’m not on my own,

But alone,

Why am I,

Still so alone?...

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The Wind Still Blows

LNorth

1 min read

A year from today,

The wind will still blow.

Clouds will still form in the sky.

No matter whether,

You failed that test,

Or gave a gut-wrenching goodbye.


Celebrate,

That the Earth will turn,

Despite everything that occurs.

As we wait for the morning,

We can be sure,

We’ll be better when we emerge....

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Life In Your Hands

LNorth

1 min read

One human is too much.


One human should not hold the power,

To embrace another with death.

Whether biased or neutral,

It does not matter,

It should be no human nonetheless.


One human should not decide,

Who gets to live or die.

Only those who are ready to leave,

Should get to painlessly recede.


I will take their places instead,

So none will end up dead.

If their fate could really be bright...

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Everything Changes

LNorth

1 min read

Something is always wrong.

Whether it be me or the world.


Some things are unchangeable,

So I will let them be.


I only know one single thing,

The only thing will remain the same.


I will never be able to truly say,

Everything is just as it is meant to be....

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The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle

LNorth

1 min read

Very Excited Little Egg,

I can imagine what you want.

Longing to see the world,

As it truly is.

Burst from my shell of lies.


Hungry Caterpillar,

I do know how you feel.

Insatiable appetite,

A desire to eat,

But rebel against the feelings.


Very Hungry Caterpillar,

I wish I could just stop.

The more I eat,

The worse I feel.

But still, I cannot stop.


Deeply Patient Chrysalis,

I admire you...

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To Be Better

LNorth

1 min read

Glass bottles on the floor,

Stepping in the glass,

As blood seeps from my feet.

I know you see them too,

You do,

We could be so much better.

We weren’t.

I felt so powerless,

You felt it too.

You did, until you pushed that away.

I did too.

Screaming to the sky,

I can’t tell why we fought.

You said,

We cannot be better.

Truly?

I don’t trust in the reason,

You forced this upon us,

As though ...

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Wisp Her Away

LNorth

1 min read

Even the dead tell stories.

Whether their body be buried,

6 feet below,

Or whether it be lying to rot.

It doesn’t matter how gorgeous,

Or ugly.

She was quite gorgeous indeed.

Until death broke into her home,

To wisp her away in an instant,

Locked up for his crimes,

But still he will find,

He has never truly been punished.

Her story tells,

Of how fast death sweeps,

Through any cozy little house...

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