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ShowersA Poem by Jorel CaringalShowers are amazing. |
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The Rose of ChyannA Poem by Gerry LegisterThe gift of flowers is the best gift you can give to someone you love |
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These StreetsA Poem by Gaia OctaviaWashed away, the colors run, enough to chase out everyone See them go oh, how they fly, none take the time to question why Closing eyes and.. |
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Darkness In MeA Poem by Bohrium GuySome of my more dark stuff I am feeling tonight |
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Can we be happy?A Story by TattiDo we need to be happy? I really hope someone find my thoughts about hard times in our lives, and how to deal with that considering my own experience,.. |
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Faded thoughtsA Poem by Ghost47When we are near our death, what thoughts run across our minds? |
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The lost starA Poem by Ghost47The sky is a place where we remember everything we wanted to forget, and forget everything we wanted to remember. It's a magical place that reminds us.. |
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Association ProblemsA Poem by Jhessa Maecru·el·ty: callous indifference to or pleasure in causing pain and suffering. "When humans act with cruelty, we characterize them as .. |
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ShatterA Poem by Rudie RockLiquor bottle smashed on the floor.Picking up the piece that slice my fingers.Just a casualty of the great war.Crossing every line as my vision blurs... |
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RealityA Poem by Ray GalWhen someone you love left you, the damage that someone caused is too much to handle. |
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The StruggleA Poem by CodedWordsI was having a pretty decent morning and put together some of my scattered thoughts on the concept of struggle |
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Not for meA Poem byThe absolute fear of intimacy consumes me. |
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A Time of TortureA Poem by Brett PritchardNo right, no wrong, only frustration and despair The world of today, don't expect it to be fair |
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The Masculine ManA Poem by MM.PSparked by something i read on Facebook. The idea of what men in our world have become. |
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It's None of Your F*****g BusinessA Poem by MM.PThoughts of a married women, in a man hating world |
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MuseA Poem by Mrudula RaniA sensation as ethereal as soap bubbles with all the hues of sapphires and Opels, Yet I can't hold long enough to know how and when it became visual.. |
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