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MirrorA Poem by NebulaIn front of the mirror I see an imperfect body I see what attract men I see what women disgust In front of the mirror I see my hate She can see herse.. |
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BleachA Poem by Sky87What disturbing thing's happen to one's body, when you die in someone's else place; but they want you to nice to them on judgement day. But there's no.. |
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SlideA Poem by Sky87False truth people give you and try to switch livies with you. But in the end humans are much smarter then other people think. |
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7. A NIGHT BENEATH THE MOONA Chapter by Peter RogersonDark deeds are afoot... |
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body, friendA Poem by Shysometimes foe, until I remember all she does for me |
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TempleA Poem by Okunlola OmololaSexual Abuse |
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I think I was born to celebrate youA Poem by Leviarifree verse poem |
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Body ExplorationA Story by Abigail LivingstonA literary lament about how many women, author included, were raised without bodily awareness in a sexual context. |
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Body ImageA Poem by Laura KateThe pain in her shouldersfrom blaming herselfthat her breastsdivertyour attentionThe pressure in her backfrom not standing tallso that youweren't made.. |
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An Account of a Hostile and Envious BeingA Story by Abigail LivingstonIt was not easy, but that day I had made myself go out, across the busy part of town and down a oft-empty road to some very green pastures I had been .. |
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21. PREJUDICEA Chapter by Peter RogersonI bigoted policeman and an innocent boy. |
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rosé cider (i ate a seed and now its growin..A Poem by florenceaugust twenty-second, 2019 |
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Warming Her PearlsA Poem by Michael R. BurchWarming Her Pearlsby Michael R. BurchWarming her pearls,her breasts gleam like constellations.Her belly is a bit rotund ...she might have stepped out .. |
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Life sourceA Poem by Laura Katemountains move through me crystal diamonds of fresh rivers pave paths from time to time connecting life source to life source uncharted grounds.. |
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Duet, Minor KeyA Poem by Michael R. BurchDuet, Minor KeybyMichael R. BurchWithout the drama of cymbalsor the fanfare and snares of drums,I present my casestripped of its fine veneer:Behold, t.. |
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PerspectiveA Poem by L. AerickoThought's from someone with an eating disorder. |
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