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Autumn StormA Poem by ABetterPlaceI'm a wild child inside walls I built for myselfwith other peoples' idealsTied with kite stringTied with red threadFilled with candy scentsLately I ha.. |
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A Self PortraitA Poem by Fanicia E.A day in the life of Fanicia. |
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Identity CrisisA Poem by LaCherish T.Had an encounter with a drunk person today and this came out. |
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Have CourageA Poem by SimbaWrote this one this morning the title speaks volumes |
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MasqueradeA Poem by SimbaShards of glass lay around glistening a small sharp piece catches my eye .. |
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EndA Poem by mikesartistryhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qyQx7nxXdD0 The instrumental beat behind my story. |
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Prologue - Forgotten KnightA Chapter by OzefenPrologue serves to answer potential question the audience may have going into the first chapter. |
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Chapter 1 - Zeroth KnightA Chapter by Ozefen“I’m going to tell him! I’m going to do it! Today is the day!” I shout to myself as I zip through the backstreets .. |
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Chapter 2 - New BeginningsA Chapter by OzefenNew Beginnings I jog around the next corner. The wind blows through my hair as I navigate the twist and turns of the back alley shortcuts. .. |
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Chapter 3 - Alpha - Part 1A Chapter by OzefenAlpha My eyes flutter open at the sound of dinnerware being placed on the counter. It seems I fell asleep without realizing it… agai.. |
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Answers to the Unexisting QuestionA Poem by Christin.brennan82Because clay had set and hardened decades prior- Because I wasn't floppy and supple- Because I am nine lovers away from turning forty- Bec.. |
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Common CarrotA Poem by Earl SchumackerA produce adventure |
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Reinventing MyselfA Poem by Earl SchumackerIdentity transformation |
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DarklyA Poem by DanielThis poem is about perspectives of each other across a timeline, how the way we define ourselves and others is in constant flux. |
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Maple Plantain TreeA Poem by emipoemiI’m a Maple tree with plantains spread Amidst my crimson leaves, With sparks of flair and flowery spurs Enshr.. |
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Un GritoA Story by vincentgigiante“Jesus Christ!” I exclaimed as I stood in my bathroom and looked at my bloated stomach attentively, a stomach that mimicked the roundness.. |
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Synthetic MoonA Story by Promethiaa privacy waiver at the doctors office has consequences |
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