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Eying EnvyA Poem by The Things She NotedShe met me in the cafeLate noonThough we said earlyI’ve sat waitingIt no longer upsets meEmbarrassingBut okay, understandingI know she’ll .. |
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Phone Booth PhilosophyA Poem by The Things She NotedI tried calling you today from the pay phone by the lakeThe phone booth was graffitied in childlike writingProfanitiesI tried calling you with hands s.. |
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Seat At My TableA Poem by The Things She NotedI can’t stand you but would you sit with meA seat at my tableNow that’s hard to come by because I’m always playing musical chairs wi.. |
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Blart CopA Poem by Azalea StardustPaul Blart is a mall cop He can’t have a gun But he gets a taser It’s a lot of fun Paul Blart has a daughter She’s the only o.. |
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oblivionA Poem by hypochondrita. |
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What Inspires an Addict?A Poem by The Things She NotedI find that inspiration fuels my addiction Because I am only seductive when I am sedated And my words look so much better When I say them slurred.. |
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Dotting DaughterA Poem by The Things She NotedAnd there he lay in the palest pigment that I have ever seen man rest in He looked distressed in a coating of thin blue complexion He looked so weak.. |
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Unconditional LoveA Poem by Pradip GhatakMy 1st English Poem |
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IT'S A RAINY DAYA Poem by Pradip GhatakRomance in Rain. |
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AnonymousA Poem by Sandy Lynn MyshellA little poem about the one's whose names are lost to history though they leave their mark |
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Healing #2A Poem by Lawryie Mh-LkSecond part poem about healing process. |
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the netA Poem by Kaa Na Kalyanasundaramthe person who sprinkles the grains can spread the net also. |
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Flirting With DeathA Poem by alittledistractionI flirt with Death when I'm bored. |
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Magical MedicineA Poem by LCat80starHee hee! Just something and well I am experimenting with new stuff. Also, good to have fun and do new things. |
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Borrowed SpaceA Poem by sweetspicedgherkinsA poem about the world? |
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My Happiness Holds By A ThreadA Poem by LanaMy happiness holds by a threadIt's a fragile string madeOf 100% pure cottonLonging to be sewed with a buttonDying to be made of silkBut it is too expe.. |
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Blueberry RavenA Poem by Red Pill CoyotePoem about about my current humanoid key... |
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warsA Poem by UnheardA silent mouth sitting across the room,looking outside the window he focuses on the moon,i looked at him and started to think,'what is he thinking?'a .. |
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Why don’t I love you anymore?A Poem by Luna ElenbyAche and vulnerabilityWhat a familiar frownI see it in the mirrorA stain that grew from birthAnd escalated on my skinIn all my duality,My hurt came to.. |
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Honey GoldA Poem by Luna ElenbyThe wind shapes my body The sun tans my skin My soul sifted through the dirt From an ancient Egyptian A root grown through desert heat Bending wi.. |
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