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The PitA Poem by Kathrine RethornSome day you'll find that you have dug yourself into a hole and as the walls cave, you'll find that it's really your grave. |
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LightA Poem by kurohanaSilence embraced me, Darkness kissed me deeply. Cold is the only thing I felt. Envy, the only emotion remains. Eyes wandering in t.. |
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Locked in My MindA Story by SamSometimes we just can't get out of our heads. |
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The Possession You Call LoveA Poem by A. J. KingsleyThe vicious cycle of abusive relationships |
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The RoomA Poem by Britt WorthHow much longer can I walk this road alone?You told me you would follow, but I guess I should’ve knownYou were only there to push me, deep in a .. |
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TrappedA Story by Joey Nizz*Sigh*I have always felt like I have been locked in a prison with no hope of escapeAlways used to make scars on the walls just to keep track of the lo.. |
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Shadow of MyselfA Poem by Alice MariaI feel like a shadow, Just a shadow in the sea of people, Watching myself through my own eyes. Unable to control what I do, what I see, I'm just a.. |
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AsphyxiationA Poem by Kelsey RaynorA stream of consciousness style poem that I wrote after being given the writing prompt of drowning. |
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The MazeA Poem by BryAfter battling myself for years about not being "crazy", I finally realized I needed help. My mother supported me at first then changed her mind, so w.. |
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ExpressionsA Poem by Satish VermaIt was a turf war. The moon was booby-trapped |
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The CastleA Poem by angelLiving in a castle that is abandoned and gloomy. In the dense foggy night with trap doors and black lace. |
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HysteriaA Poem by Brittany DefrancoA poem about suicide. |
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RestrainedA Poem by LyssThe cusp of teen bullshit and angst |
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The pretty people sayA Poem by Rae NewsomeJust a nibble, come and stay The pretty people say Dance and skip, put a little to your lips Sing and twirl, just like a little girl Pointed ears .. |
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Out Of TimeA Story by Tom AubinA man finds himself trapped inside his car with a bomb. He only has a minute to think about his life as the digits of the detonator slowly count down .. |
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These WingsA Poem by IlluminaWhat use are these wings if I'm chained? What use are these screams if I'm never to be saved? What use are these tears if I'm to be left feeling dra.. |
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