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Middle of the roadA Story by JALPa short recap of what I am going through, or what I feel I am going through right now. |
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The ReflectionA Poem by Raven WyntermoonWhat seems to be a day of gleebecomes a day of gore.With so much fear in you my dearover a 2 cent w***e.Just patch that hatch and catch that batch and.. |
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[7.10.16]A Poem by SophiaThe constant state of self-remaking, occasional segues into science metaphors drawn from half-remembered high school classes. |
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It's a Boy Girl ThingA Poem by That Black Bat LicoriceIn reply to: rude-a*s people. |
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Ding Dang DongA Poem by AymonWho's the priest, who's the believer? |
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When Toileta Goes To TownA Poem by Earl SchumackerSomething is going downtown |
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Untold emotionA Poem by CourtniReneeI am not entirely sure if I am angry or sad. |
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My Spiral StaircaseA Poem by Linnaea LeallaA simple poem. |
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YOURS TRULYA Poem by JoffytheRayin a relationship with lost identity |
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LDVA Poem by LDVGod, will you tell memy real name?This one, for today,isn't right.These syllables chopon my tongueand push past my lips,dissonant,and cold to the touc.. |
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Relation Complexity: A Story of a CheaterA Story by Cesar RodriguezA relationship torn part due to racial insecurities. |
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The Faceless ManA Poem by LovecraftThis is about Identity or a lack thereof. Also a fear of strangers, people you don't know. |
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Who are you?A Poem by LeiThe voices of mental illness. |
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His Toxic Touch, Her Weathered SoulA Poem by Lady PearlAbout a woman in a poisonous relationship that is changing everything about who she is, and she is too blind to see how being with him is affecting he.. |
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Not the Real ThingA Story by Kathleen HankinsonA man wakes up on a hard table, in pain. What makes you, you? Your body, each individual cell? Your mind, the specific chemical make-up of your bra.. |
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Story of the LandA Book by MyFricaPartly non fiction, it tells the story of a girl who reminisces and recollects her childhood years through good and bad moments. A story that questio.. |
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My Crumbling MaskA Poem by LovecraftA mans carefully wrought facade begins to crumble, exposing his true self. |
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I'm not here..A Poem by Lovecraft... |
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