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Ugly Is Beautiful Too

Ugly Is Beautiful Too

A Poem by Kaden Sylvers


Sometimes it gets a little ugly in here Aint noone alive enough to take out the trash So it just sits and rots inside It’s gonna..
Why does my poem need a name? No-one would read it anyway.

Why does my poem need a name? No-one would read it..

A Poem by Rose


Think of what you are reading, then act how you know you should. The name is "Why does my poem need a name? No-one would read it anyway." That is h..
Mr Fire Escape Man

Mr Fire Escape Man

A Poem by Rose


What I go through every night.
Not named yet

Not named yet

A Story by Rose


First chapter and a bit of my book...
stay with me

stay with me

A Chapter by мoɴsτɛ..


first part
lost myself along the way

lost myself along the way

A Chapter by мoɴsτɛ..


(third part)
i don't know why i let you in

i don't know why i let you in

A Chapter by мoɴsτɛ..


His face goes white for a single moment, then straight back to red. She hit a sore spot. "Oh, that is bullshit, Maggie! It was over a year ago, an..
Methods Of Madness

Methods Of Madness

A Poem by Scarlett


(T) When I researched self-harm, I realised it was never for no reason, there was always a cause. This was the start of trying to understand my own ca..
Timing Is Everything

Timing Is Everything

A Poem by Scarlett


(T) This is a list of how I felt before, during, and after self harm. I repeated certain words to show how the feelings from before may disappear temp..
I Noticed Me

I Noticed Me

A Poem by Scarlett


(T) Part 3 of the spur-of-the-moment EngLit writings. I don't know who I was trying to justify to - myself, or others. Perhaps both.
Isolated

Isolated

A Poem by Scarlett


(T) This was a spur-of-the-moment thing written in an English Lit class.
Reasons

Reasons

A Poem by Scarlett


(T) My first non-patterned, pure feeling poem. It's written how it came out at the time.
What They Don't See

What They Don't See

A Poem by Scarlett


(T) Something I used to show the differences between my facade and my reality, because people always told me I can't be upset 'cos I'm too happy. This..
Sometimes

Sometimes

A Poem by Scarlett


(T) I originally wrote about my suicide ideas, then about how else i felt, then about the reasons why, and it turned into this.
Starving for Perfection, Dying for love.

Starving for Perfection, Dying for love.

A Poem by AchingAlexandra


Meh, I'm bored, and not feeling good. Read and enjoy? xD
Reflecting Crimson Red

Reflecting Crimson Red

A Poem by BeccaBelieved-


Theres a girl in the mirror and she's staring back at me...

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