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Barbie B*****s

Barbie B*****s

A Poem by JenLyn


VERSE 1: I’m not a blond haired barbie doll, Plastic isn’t my style. I’m a raw b***h to The core, if..
A Manic State

A Manic State

A Poem by JenLyn


In a state of manic, I panic! The line of dreams and reality are blurred. So sadistic, my minds flipping, I scream without being ..
A bittersweet Departure

A bittersweet Departure

A Poem by JenLyn


Dreams of you and what could be numb and drug my reality! Sleep, ah it's so sweet, you're forgotten as I turn into a temporary ..
Selfish

Selfish

A Poem by Journey


selfish desires...
Reality Check, Please!

Reality Check, Please!

A Poem by Just Charles


A ruined Friday Night. Who likes a wasted day?
Glass Walls

Glass Walls

A Poem by Noename


I stand behind thick glass walls Watching how fast time crawls My heart beats slower with every long breath My heart beats slow, but not to death ..
PERFECTion

PERFECTion

A Story by C.J.G.


One of my bursts of thought...
I Think It's Funny

I Think It's Funny

A Poem by Taughtskii


I think it's funny how everyone tries to be your friend, when they really talk about you behind your back.I think it's funny no matter how much I suff..
Dreaming away...

Dreaming away...

A Poem by JenLyn


I’m dreaming my life away and it’s okay, I can’t help that my world inspires me, the air, the trees, the breeze…so d..
ODE TO MY LITTLE DREAMS

ODE TO MY LITTLE DREAMS

A Poem by JENY


Oil spill in gulf countries… And the news related to it inspired me to write this poem…. It is, the wailing of a dying bird on the sur..
An Untold Story: My Best Friend Part 5 (Conclusion)

An Untold Story: My Best Friend Part 5 (Conclusion..

A Story by J Stylez


How I met, lost, and re-introduced myself to a very special person from my point-of-view.
Reality

Reality

A Poem by SarahCortland


sometimes it's just harsh
Swimming in Time

Swimming in Time

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


I am lost yet found; in time surround; past and future follows. I see the door; neither open nor closed; and divine nevermore.
Mess Age

Mess Age

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


Just a little something, a little of everything thrown into together. This age as no message so everything get's thrown in together & get's accepted..
Feelings Are a Distraction

Feelings Are a Distraction

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


This is how it ain't, this is how it will always be. My heart for your eyes. My life, for what? Picture is of Picasso's The Actor.
Reality or Imitation?

Reality or Imitation?

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


Is it really so far from the truth?
Stop Judging Me

Stop Judging Me

A Chapter by Ms. Starr


for all the young ones who are caught up to the truth, and sick of getting in trouble for reality of it.