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[CrYsTaLe]

Rolling,
soft and slow.
Waves of black
are left behind.
Alone with myself-
yet Crowded.
Thoughts unknown
and screams unheard.
It aches-
The hatred of myself,
growing into something more.
Deceiving my reflection
with a meaningless smile.
Needing an escape.
Still alone-
it rolls
quiet and gentle,
forced from within-
I Cry.

 

[RareForm]

good.

 

[Altered_Soul9]

Nice, i liked it

 

[cherub]

sometimes poems are not long enough to get the idea, this one is perfect wording,,, great job.

 

[neverwas]

 

[katmeow]

Alone with myself-
yet Crowded.
Thoughts unknown
and screams unheard.

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Deceiving my reflection
with a meaningless smile.
Needing an escape.
Still alone-
it rolls
quiet and gentle,
forced from within-
I Cry.

I feel you on this one!

Nicely written, I like the form, it flows really well.

 

[faceless_shadow]

excellent stale! My favorite of your's so far. I feel your words.