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Why did you come back?A Poem by NomkhumbulwaJust random thoughts poured onto paper, during this long night. About my connection with St Helena, and feelings towards it.... |
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I am a SinnerA Poem by AnoudQ"I am a sinner,my sins are hunting me,like a dog's tail,won't leave me be.I am a broken jar filled with flames,that burned my feet.My sins are incorri.. |
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HelpA Poem by Pluviophile:'( |
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Voices Of The ShadowsA Poem by Dominik D. RavensA choir that cries in the night. Can you hear it? |
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Sways Away (Bottled Up)A Poem by MaximumFlightHe's swaying away |
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How sad.....A Poem by OnlymeIt's strangehow you feel you have to protect yourselfin ways. That to others might thinkare silly or stupid.Like me hiding behinda nickname online?And.. |
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To StruggleA Poem by TheoWhat is the value in life, but to struggle?Oh, to be born to struggle, to struggle, to struggle.Some say to suffer.Maybe, your life improves others.To.. |
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Misl e YaarA Poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Be..Badey ajab misl-e-yaar ho tumKis ne kaha merey dildaar ho tumMerey kizaan me to bahaar ho tumMeri ghazal ke sab ashaar ho tumBehtar hai tera yun bey.h.. |
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The Human Conditions....of life.A Poem by OnlymeNail biting, picking bits of skinhair pulling, twitching eyefoot tapping, fingers strumming can stop talking.Hiding away in bedsleeping to much Getti.. |
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Broken StemA Poem by KoielMy womb is broken |
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10 reasons to Forget YouA Poem by C_theSurrealistforget who forgets you |
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When It RainsA Poem by Isabella CezanneA poem about sorrow |
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Jacob Malicker is deadA Story by crowcapitalJacob is dead. He's on the floor as if catching butterflies. |
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A small falling businessA Story by crowcapitalA business that comes around only once in your life. That may not be true but it is close enough. |
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InsatiableA Poem by Dominik D. RavensOnce a love is lost, it is hard to love again. |
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Insignificant...A Poem by OnlymeHe sits on a street cornerhuddled up into a tiny ballhead tucked deep into his chest.On the side street in a Major Cityin the Uk.Everyone just passed .. |
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Nuevo LaredoA Story by PuentesA memory of the place I used to call home. |
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The Woods Where Children DieA Poem by Dominik D. RavensThe images we see, no matter how unaffiliated we are to them, sabotage our subconscious and haunt us. |
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