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This poem is about a part of my life. I was always alone. And sometimes, that come really heavy. Now I like that, have a moment with myself but, not always. It's about loneliness. That may be scary for people who I know so, you have the exclusivity. 
I try to practise my english so, if a sentense is not perfectly structured or a verb, conjugate, can you tell me. Like that, I can correct my texts and train my english.
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9431872011-08-121995-10-15282179Akemihikari
This poem is about a part of my life. I was always alone. And sometimes, that come really heavy. Now I like that, have a moment with myself but, not always. It's about loneliness. That may be scary for people who I know so, you have the exclusivity. I try to practise my english so, if a sentense is not perfectly structured or a verb, conjugate, can you tell me. Like that, I can correct my texts and train my english.
They cames by millions
In a blurred fog
In a stampede constant
She runs in every ways
Sometimes, I can catch sight of them
But never enough to really se them
When I close my eyes
They are everywhere
They are all around me
They surround me
They rarely interact with me
I'm annoy
Annoy because they escape
Escape their creator
Escape their owner
I want to share them
But they always flee
They live in me
Like hundred personality
When I catch one
Two appear
I'm lost in this fog
In a deep fog
I've bought a net
Now I can catch some of them
But not enough
I can only briefly interact with them
And I rarely catch them
They run too fast
Or they pass through my net holes
I'm now a pro
I've bought a pansy net
And I catch them
They live in me
They evolve in me
I love them
I modify them
And now, I can share them
I wrote this
And I've found my way
Now, it's your turn
Me, I like the art
Writing and make poem
Draw and imagine
It's a form of art
Art it's creation
Creation, it's my life
A guy at the window
looked at the sky
Taked a look to the moon
And see his unlikely color of blood
He wrote this poem
While thinking to the art
Think that without creation
He wouldn't have reason to stay in life
He looked at bellow
He looked again to the sky
His imagination got the moon
Now he is in a good mood
Another reason to stay
His familly, friends and animals
He have stop to suffer
Creation pull him off the darkness
But a part of him
Was always stuck in the fog
When he's alone
He hear this part of him
He hear it cry
He hear it call for help
But he can't do anything
This part is lost forever
Now he's grieving for it
But only when he's alone
He want to cry
To express his pain
But his tears
Don't want to fall
They are like this lost part
Stuck
Stuck in a jail
In an empty fog
In a void
He's powerless
Have all your emotions stuck
In a huge clod
It's never good
He began to be crazy
But creation pulled him off the darkness
This clod is gone away
Little by little
While he create
He find a way to express itself
This way help him to stay
And avoid mental issues
But the part of him
Prevent healing the wounds
Cause when he's alone
He hear it
But now he's fine
He found his way
And he's sure of it
This guy, it's me
This part of me
Finally evade
Now she is stuck
Stuck in one of my creation
Now, I'm free
In a blurred fog
In a stampede constant
She runs in every ways
Sometimes, I can catch sight of them
But never enough to really se them
When I close my eyes
They are everywhere
They are all around me
They surround me
They rarely interact with me
I'm annoy
Annoy because they escape
Escape their creator
Escape their owner
I want to share them
But they always flee
They live in me
Like hundred personality
When I catch one
Two appear
I'm lost in this fog
In a deep fog
I've bought a net
Now I can catch some of them
But not enough
I can only briefly interact with them
And I rarely catch them
They run too fast
Or they pass through my net holes
I'm now a pro
I've bought a pansy net
And I catch them
They live in me
They evolve in me
I love them
I modify them
And now, I can share them
I wrote this
And I've found my way
Now, it's your turn
Me, I like the art
Writing and make poem
Draw and imagine
It's a form of art
Art it's creation
Creation, it's my life
A guy at the window
looked at the sky
Taked a look to the moon
And see his unlikely color of blood
He wrote this poem
While thinking to the art
Think that without creation
He wouldn't have reason to stay in life
He looked at bellow
He looked again to the sky
His imagination got the moon
Now he is in a good mood
Another reason to stay
His familly, friends and animals
He have stop to suffer
Creation pull him off the darkness
But a part of him
Was always stuck in the fog
When he's alone
He hear this part of him
He hear it cry
He hear it call for help
But he can't do anything
This part is lost forever
Now he's grieving for it
But only when he's alone
He want to cry
To express his pain
But his tears
Don't want to fall
They are like this lost part
Stuck
Stuck in a jail
In an empty fog
In a void
He's powerless
Have all your emotions stuck
In a huge clod
It's never good
He began to be crazy
But creation pulled him off the darkness
This clod is gone away
Little by little
While he create
He find a way to express itself
This way help him to stay
And avoid mental issues
But the part of him
Prevent healing the wounds
Cause when he's alone
He hear it
But now he's fine
He found his way
And he's sure of it
This guy, it's me
This part of me
Finally evade
Now she is stuck
Stuck in one of my creation
Now, I'm free
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This is very good, even though some things aren't conjugated properly I can understand what you're message is, and I can relate to it. I also liked how long it was for some writers it's difficult to get passed 10 or 12 stanzas with one idea but you managed to get down 20 stanzas. Well done.
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10391822009-10-111995-06-21281467 This is very good, even though some things aren't conjugated properly I can understand what you're message is, and I can relate to it. I also liked how long it was for some writers it's difficult to get passed 10 or 12 stanzas with one idea but you managed to get down 20 stanzas. Well done.WERDZ
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Yeah, I'm fast to write and I have a lot of idea. When I have an idea in mind, I keep it to the end.
But for the verbs, can you send me a PM to tell me what's the errors. I did 20 stanzas? It's thousand times better than at school! At school, they impose a subject so, I can't write free. And it's alway a boring subject like: Sun or Studies.
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9431872011-08-121995-10-15282179Akemihikari
Yeah, I'm fast to write and I have a lot of idea. When I have an idea in mind, I keep it to the end.But for the verbs, can you send me a PM to tell me what's the errors. I did 20 stanzas? It's thousand times better than at school! At school, they impose a subject so, I can't write free. And it's alway a boring subject like: Sun or Studies.
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Nice, when I re-read, it's stay always good.
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Nice, when I re-read, it's stay always good.The only one
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