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IFA Poem by astha08A poem of eternal true love and sacrifice in the best form clubbed with a ray of hope and sad wait.. |
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I Miss HerA Poem by Austin Marie HayesI can’t believe, Just can’t believe, I let you push me down, And tell me how to live my life, To teach me happiness from your .. |
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Chapter 3A Chapter by Jeremiah N. TarvinThis is a confrontation that has been building in Ignotus for a very long time. What happens when years of resentment and abuse rise to the surface of.. |
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That Same Old MelodyA Poem by Beautiful IntentionsShh… Be as quiet as you can… Don’t let them hear it Don’t ever let them see it Sneak into the bathroom .. |
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Saplings and the StumpA Poem by EkreugLife with a solemate |
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MemoriesA Poem by KhadijahI try to clutch at a tangible memory,where I seem to be standing before a room,that is locked, chained off and difficult to access.I don't understand... |
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My Last YearA Poem by .With every drastic decision, someone is affected. |
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EpiphanyA Poem by Yusra ArubI went through a period of time just like any other writer in which I was dry of inspiration--"parched with lack of wishes, as I say in this poem. I f.. |
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Love is a DreamA Poem by ReinhardtShort poem about love and its ways. |
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"Damaged people"A Story by Victorianalet me stand for drug dealers and hookersand damaged peopleand angry peoplelet me carry their pain and their guilt -allow me use their tears to wash d.. |
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Be BraveA Poem by shabiyaswatiA poem on motivation and finding that source of inspiration to guide us through. |
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Back from hellA Poem by TylerThe strength to pick ones up from the dirt. To establish hope in a future non existent. To fight for lifes wife. To bring hells unwanted children to h.. |
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Are you okay ?A Poem by TylerSometimes I day dream about being kid napped and playing with my small penis in the trunk of their Mercedes - hey ! You can't all be this crazy , it t.. |
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When thoughts killA Poem by TylerWhen rock meets bottom. When a six foot ditch is dug. When life offers a question. Change or die. Life is chosen. Life is earned. Apologies die. Love .. |
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The Runaway BrideA Poem by drunkenmusicEstranged heart,that beat to the rhythm of theraindrops that drenched her floor-length white gown,as she ran away from her fairy tale,using her veil a.. |
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