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Race called life & living

Race called life & living

A Poem by Onlyme


I'm no better than youand you're no better than melife is like a gamblesome are born to lastthe courseand othersnot to get offthe starter blocksor to ..
Your Own Creativity Is Nonexistent

Your Own Creativity Is Nonexistent

A Poem by A Mess


Your Own Creativity Is Nonexistent Hunger for creativity strikes As soon as you see someone else’s idea Hand to pen, pen to paper Nothing ..
Thank you For Being My Friends.....

Thank you For Being My Friends.....

A Poem by Onlyme


Kind humans beings who are really great friendsthat reach out across the oceans and milesand touch my heart and soulAnd aid me in recovery andseeking ..
Pretty Girls

Pretty Girls

A Poem by Victoria Cruiz


Pretty girlsPretty girlsbraids in their hairand a smile on their perfect facePretty girlsPretty girlssome shy, some boldothers an utter disgracePretty..
Can not live without You.

Can not live without You.

A Poem by Onlyme


undying love.
The Human Conditions....of life.

The Human Conditions....of life.

A Poem by Onlyme


Nail biting, picking bits of skinhair pulling, twitching eyefoot tapping, fingers strumming can stop talking.Hiding away in bedsleeping to much Getti..
A Toast To Love

A Toast To Love

A Poem by heartsinice


To True Love...
Stalking Ghosts

Stalking Ghosts

A Story by MyNameIsDBZ


Ghosts that have possibly stalked me from my old place of residence. A true story meant for contemplation.
Ode to the Egg Flinger

Ode to the Egg Flinger

A Poem by Sarah J Dhue


Unfortunately based on a true story
Dice Rolling....

Dice Rolling....

A Poem by Onlyme


I sometimes used to think me being a nice and decent personwould save me in this twisted worldbut the sad reality is it just does not shield meor prot..
I Tell Myself

I Tell Myself

A Poem by Mary Jo. Clare


This poem is about the denial we often put ourselves to avoid the truth. This poem is about how we also often justify the terrible offenses that peopl..
The Day My Wife Died

The Day My Wife Died

A Story by Wayne Rush


A husband's account of his wife's death
All of me in my poems. Sad and stupid, but true.

All of me in my poems. Sad and stupid, but true.

A Poem by Onlyme


I just feel so broken and fragilewithin myself, crying my eyes outand feeling upset as soemotionally battered andbruised.( figured of speechwise I has..
It's not just your life.

It's not just your life.

A Story by Cameron Wilkinson


Your life is not actually your own.
No Answer

No Answer

A Poem by Farag Afify


There's always at least an answer for each question, but if you get many fake answers for the same question then you're still in need for an answer ....