Connor Whyte

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My name is Connor Whyte and I have been writing poetry since I was Eight years old. As A kid I had a very Traumatic life and was born into A world of hate.
As I grew older I had trouble focusing on what was right but instead what was wrong and I began to take up poetry since I felt no one would ever understand me.
As time went on I grew wiser and ...
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Lies
The eyes of A lier show no truth, The eyes of a good lier fools those who are blind.

Seeking the truth when the devils your story, Bidding you farewell and letting you commit the sin and burn in hell, Your alone living with the lie you tell that you will only believe, You made a grave mistake.
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Love
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As I Lay Dying
As I lay dying I breath my final Breaths, My last dying breath I call to you, I call to you in confusion, I am not what people think I am, I use this body as A disguise, My dreams are my cover to my confusion, I try and push my dreams down but it is just a replay of the things that I have done wrong.

This substance I take to erase my thoughts are fading and to which I have grown used to, Use to the feeling, I am numb and my words seem untrue, Which is real I do not know, Is this life I am living just another excuse to fail, I have fallen we have all fallen, I push the meaning of existence, I push you like I have pushed away my real self.
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Caroline
Sitting here thinking of you leaving me breathless, My heart was once cold and never seemed to beat, Your kiss is electric kicking my heart as it beats to the feeling of your skin.

Your eyes are the color of the sky when it turns blue, Your voice can sooth my soul and calm the ocean in my head, When I stand by you I feel I can do anything through you, When you say you love me it makes my head turn and my body feel numb, I will stay as you are the one who has stolen me away.
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Human Condition
I let the man that stands before me speak, I listen to his words and listen tell he begins to bleed, tell the floor is covered in his liquid and his embrace on life slips falling to his knees he begins to choke, Choking on his own words as the blood spills from his mouth as his lies begin to kill him eating him inside out, tell there is nothing but a pile of clothes soaking in his blood.

My head begins to throb as I listen to the woman who stands before me, yelling at my mistakes and pointing a finger at my defeats I watch every movement she makes every step she paces, I tune out the sound of her annoying voice as she begins to quiver my hearing clears, She begins to gasp and cough I watch in utter amazement her tongue turns green her face turns blue her speech starts to shake and her body drops in front of me. Her eyes stare at me I stare back into her emptiness I see someone as sadistic as a murderer, she wheezes out one last word and its hate.
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Comments

Titi Dale 08 January 2013
You are a magnificent poet, Connor! You have much potential to be a part of the poetry world in the big wide world, not just online, but in books. Keep writing! There is always something to learn. Tiegan
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Lilly Emerson Brayfield 20 December 2012
hello Connor i think you are a very talented writer and you should keep up your good work
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Carolina Soto 02 May 2012
You were born to do this, love your poems!
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Aria Quimby 31 January 2012
YOu have a natural talent, i love your poems :)
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