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Poem 1: Alone (Part I)I am alone,I shall not moan,Because then I would moan too much,I shall not moan as such,Because there is no point,The zombies ha..
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Smashed windows,Who could have done it?Nobody knows.The smell of blood and s**t continuously flows,I can see why the police had put pegs on their nose..
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The Murderer's DenBig, very big,Look, a tortured pig,Held still,Stuckto the wall,Unable to make a call,Its legs literally screwed down,Probably dead l..
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Rainy DayThe clouds are grey.It's not a good day,We all would say,If we would not all miserably,Stare at the half-faultytelevision set,That my father ..
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(This is for the soldiers who died in World War One, and the survivors of World War One. Peace be with the souls at rest, and this poem is also made f..
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Now that my mother is in bed,Resting her battered head,I have now been shaking for the past few days,Mentally ill in some many ways,Now I have been st..
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Hopefully, I will be having a longer experience in my dream tonight.I like that dream. I hope I will actually be in that dream tonight.*My mother open..
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"Goodnight, mother."Mother: "Goodnight, Amy."As I closed my eyes, I had awoken into another land,Not in the pink sky, I was on the ground, on the gree..
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Dream OneClouds in the sky,A bright pink coloured,Nah, this isn't sunrise,It is the natural colour of the sky,And the sun, I'm flying on a cloud,And I..
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Just me, alone in my room.Gosh, I'm tired,Yay, I get to see my friends tomorrow,Oh no, what is that smell?All girly, smells like perfume.I amreallytir..
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