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Six Feet UnderA Poem by Bri Anjeliqueabout her |
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My Curly Hair Defines MeA Poem by TyMy Curly Hair Defines Me |
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Heavy Black Mason JarA Poem by TyHeavy Black Mason Jar |
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Anxiety: What It Feels LikeA Poem by TannyaI have social anxiety and it was due to a rough time in high school, i hope to raise awareness about anxiety that anxiety can really kill someone. |
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Introvertido InquietasA Poem by TyRestless Introvert |
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how do iA Poem by milkyhow do ihow do i tell him i want to go to his soccer games that are hours away from town?how do i tell him i want to lay with him on the grass and wa.. |
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CONSCIOUSA Poem by letterlineI wrote this because I just want to share what I think |
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The Sleep's WoolA Poem by TyThe Sleep's Wool |
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if love were to readA Poem by maddy"if love were to read is actually a letter that i am writing to love. in the poem, i am directly speaking to love but i also use it as a noun to direc.. |
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thriveA Poem by maddythrive is a spoken word poem i wrote due to a suicide that had affected many people |
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A Love Story EndsA Poem by DakotaJAbsolutely stunned by her beauty - smile and eyesLost in his eyes, listening to his every wordObsessionVivified, open and alive more than everEffortle.. |
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SpittingA Poem by DakotaJSpittingIt dripsoff my lipsthe Freudian sliplike bloodfrom my veinspouring it reignsmy tongueit is wrungof its spitnever to quitpersistenceno resistan.. |
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a prodigalA Poem by maddya prodigal is a personal poem about me finding my identity in Christ |
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loversA Poem by maddythis poem talks about my struggle realizing that God is my one true lover and secndary lovers were only sitractions |
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Let Me See Your War Face...A Poem by SantanaA response to Full Metal Jacket. |
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Who am I?A Poem by Ashten LynnThis poem is about the toxic relationship I was in for four years. It seemed like no matter how many times I said I wouldn't fall for his lies I conti.. |
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EvictionA Poem by MimieBoudraeA poem about the struggle between the heart, soul, and body. |
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PLAYLIST.A Poem by EmmaMayThere's vacancy in these wide hallways,sounds of anxious voices in the distancefluttering through the air.But the playlist fills my ears now,I'm waiti.. |
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