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He looked at me with fear in his eyes as he finally realized the truth. He backed away into the red-brick wall behind him. There was no way he was ge..
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A poem is a story,It doesn't have to rhyme.It shows what you were,right in your prime.A poem can unlock,all your lost thoughts.A poem can help you,con..
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I'm that friend that's sits in the back,when there is no room in the front.I'm that friend that listens to everyone,but never talks myself.I'm the sho..
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hints towards not so pretty part of society.
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Is it time to remember,all the good things in my life?Is it time to forgive,all the people that have done me wrong?Is it time to remember,of the peopl..
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How do I look at the world full of lies.Should I stay positive and find good in the binds?Or should I go negative and rant on about flies?Will I be ki..
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slight hints towards blood, deep meaning about the color red
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This is the time that the rooster crows,
the time that the birds sing...
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pains of being LGBT for some...
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This thing in my heart is what i feel...
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