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a different, funny poem.

Rain drops splash the ground There is no evidence of the Sun. Grays and blacks cover the streets like a tarp The world is silent. ..

My heart becomes engulfed In flames. My fist clenches Tight. Your eyes meet mine And one again you Ignore me. Your shor..

Holiday Poem

Again. Again I sit here. The same exact hard chair, The same exact blank walls. The same exact frigid temperatures. The walls..

Title says it all.

Poem about change.

It was just an average, hot, summer day. Life was business as usual... Until the sky suddenly went black.

A poem I wrote when I was moving.

Samuel is an older, divorced man who has recently been experiencing strange dreams. Could there be more to these dreams then Samuel thinks?