Paper Thin Poems - Poems about Paper Thin

Her piercing eyes burn through paper-thin lies, igniting fear as flames erupt inside. And reluctantly, she breaks down and cries, trying to salvage what's left of her pride. She believed you both had found your soulmate, and thus, never thought either heart would stray. And she struggles with bouts of love and hate, as she watches her dreams slipping away. There's no such...

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He was a smile. Just a smile. He was only ever a smile. He was never anything but that first smile. When he looked to her, and her to him, And was lost in his charm and his grace, When she thought she saw love, a real spontaneous stir, As she gazed deep into his face. He said the right words,...

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Tearing up, the revised versions. Wall was rising. Invisible, like the unconceived terror. Half-eaten space, the man wants to hide the holiness. The final leap, for the hips, the lips for the dive. The bloodied paperweight, which smasthed the skull of a bald deity. The arguments, that kill the path, a gift of sky. Satish Verma...

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Your paper-thin porcelain skin, I know how to get right under it. For kicks is why I do it now. You tell me to love but I never knew how. Our feet hitting pavement, We spent the day in sunny California with sun kissed skin. I’m learning to forget and how to fade scars, And you let me let myself down so...

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I just wanted to leave a footprint. Proof we existed. There will come a moment where you close your eyes for the final time and I don't want you to question what we had. I only ever wanted to be the last person you see. All the breaths I inhaled where solely for you. I lived, not...

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Life silently treads On shoes that are paper thin Any time can tear. (January 18, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...

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Breaking through the darkest night, suffering no more My dreams are of a deeper place, everything adored Everything alive, now there’s no such thing as death Eternity accounted for within a single breath Walking through an open door, leaving thoughts behind I drift beyond the maddening love I couldn’t find Nothing is forgotten, but I can forgive it all So much truth...

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You squeal on clarinet I scratch on violin Difference between us Is paper thin? In Plato’s cave I crave your flesh Your shadow is all Desire can save. You squeal you say To me music play I scratch all day To you I pray These words we change Inked art to begin Inscribe loves mind On my paper thin....

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