I've taken up a sudden interest in poetry about two months ago. I've written fifteen, each themed death, suicide or personal encounters.

Anyway, could you read these, tell me what you think and give me some tips?

Please keep in mind I'm thirteen, so it's not gonna be Shakespear work.

Thanks.

Title: My Final Melody

Here I am, humming a tune,

Though nothing is quite right.

As I stare up at the moon,

I make it through the night.

I will leave this place soon.

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Title: December Twenty Eight (Yes, this poem is about our wonderful A7X drummer: Jimmy, The Rev.)

Just two years ago, today,

You were found dead.

A best friend, taken away;

This date I dread,

So I'll join you today.

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Title: Prejudices

When my remains were still and cold,

Stop pumping, would my heart of gold. (Compassion is my only light; The rest of me is dark and unattractive).

If I wasn't here tomorrow,

Would your hatred turn to sorrow?

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Title: Without You

Just what could I have done,

To have saved your soul,

To have filled that hole,

To have death be outrun?

Now that you've been buried,

My heart has been slain;

What could stop this pain?

Grief cannot be hurried.

Was it a broken heart?

Why are you not near?

All I feel is fear;

It's tearing me apart.

I swear I still love you.

How do I move on,

Now that you're gone,

Now that I'm without you?

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Title: The Stumbling

You don't feel the way I do,

But I'll be at every bend;

Beside you to the end,

Just because I fell for you.

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Tite: My Number One

I had your heart

And you had mine.

Your heart wont start?

Neither will mine.

Our time has passed.

You were my first;

You are my last.

Our love was cursed.

(That had a Romeo & Juliet thing going on).

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Title: This He||

Could you take that fake smile,

And tell the truth for awhile?

Pointless lies lead to speculation;

Am I built on a false foundation?

Drop that mask of delight.

How'd I get in this plight?

You are nothing but nice to my face;

Turn my back and that smile, you erase.

Please just drop this facade,

Stop the lies you parade.

So do invoke me to disappear;

Your betrayal: I no longer fear.

Oh please don't change me,

My conscience is still free!

Go ahead, I expect you to tell;

You've already created this he||

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Title: I Would Have

Here I am again, shedding you another tear.

Why did you have to go?

I'm not sure how it's been a year;

My tears have yet to slow.

I would have done anything to have kept you near.

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Title: Why'd I fall for you?

Who would fall or you,

Who's words are never true,

With eyes I can't despise,

Forever full of lies?

Your words have led to tears,

Each time you confirmed my fears.

Your thoughts were never disguised;

I'm a freak you've simply surmised.

Not a flaw have you left unturned.

You laughed and watched as I burned.

Dark thoughts- An evil temptation;

Is this pain our only relation?

You looked on a I died,

My hands, seemingly tied.

My words were always true as they claimed I fell for you.

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Title: We Lost Humanity

Lost in a world of hate and pain,

Lost in our own despair.

How many need to die in vain?

Does the world even care?

Lost all faith in humanity,

Caught in a web of lies.

Believing is insanity,

When they wear that disguise.

How can we live in a dead haze,

Hearts with the beat of a stone,

Unfueled by life in the gaze

of a child, left alone?

When innocence is plain to see,

They say beauty must die.

But it continues to live free;

Just look in a baby's eye.

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Title: Do I

What if you had not emptied that bottle?

You wouldn’t have left a mark on my face.

My awakening would have been subtle,

And there wouldn’t be a hole in your place.

What if you had held true to your promise?

My learning heart would not have felt betrayed;

I would still live in an ignorant bliss,

Our kisses still as sweet as lemonade.

What if you had just kept yourself in check?

You would not have been blinded by rage.

I would not be an emotional wreck;

You would have lived to an older age.

What, my true love, if I had not killed you?

I never would have thought our love morbid,

Would not have questioned what I thought at “I do.”

I would not wonder if I ever did.

(The girl killed her fiancé in self-defense and questions whether she ever really loved him.)

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Title: Sticks & Stones

Remember the saying of sticks and stones?

What if I said I didn't believe?

What then, if it was words that filled my bones?

Would they cease, the cruel names you concieve?

Aconceiveonly one you all shun?

Could I ever forgive, you fully?

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