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Spilled InkA Poem by ZhavyThese lucid thoughts leading to a shaky pen leaking on crumpled paper |
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Conversing Contemplation With A PenA Poem by ZhavyThe pen might not talk but it writes to be heard |
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Using You Using MeA Poem by ZhavySo used to use |
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The CollectorA Poem by ZhavyDebts Long Overdue & I Came To Collect |
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The Black (w)holeA Poem by Oskar RouxOpen to interpretation |
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Strength In A PenA Poem by ZhavyThis was one of the first things I wrote when I started in Grade 12 |
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Dear Ms JohnsonA Poem by Clara KevieADD/ADHD in the classroom from a student's perspective |
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Cold TurkeyA Poem by Fraser MurrayA lil piece about my recent sobriety, which I'm actually finding pretty fun |
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HopeA Poem by MajaKoscickaA sort of continuation of wonder, in other words a rant. |
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current state of mindA Poem by abitdepressedp.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; color: #000000; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000} span.s1 {font-kerning.. |
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Hope: A Symphony in 4 MovementsA Poem by Gamesa poem about wanting to be with one of your best friends romantically, but knowing that it wont happen, and that being okay. wow i promise im better a.. |
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Hope: A Symphony in 4 MovementsA Poem by Gamesa poem about unrequited love |
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'99 No FlakeA Poem by Andy LeavyLife is mundane. Enjoy it. |
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I Cannot F*****g Wait Until Ben Shapiro DiesA Poem by Andy LeavyShoutout JPEGMafia |
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In Over My HeadA Poem by Natasha De Tracietrigger warning: gore; body horror |
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Falling Out of Love WIth You AgainA Poem by Natasha De TracieYou sparkle in the neon lights, tonight, my dear And I fear my words Will never be anywhere near enough - Falling on dead ears. You tell me: ".. |
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Hooked For You AgainA Poem by Natasha De TracieOpium incense burn. I walk the left-hand path. I miss the smell of your cigarettes. . . I beg for nothing. I dig for nothing. But here I.. |
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