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Destruction
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Riders of FireA Poem by S.FAmid the ruins of bone and fleshBurned the land with lusty vengeanceChurning those who rose to fightTheir swords a beauty in the glimmering lightCrims.. |
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We Are RomeA Poem by TheSeaOfWoeTake it for whatever you want. |
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Violence;The PleasureA Poem by мalғyYeah... |
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DustA Poem by YouoweYoupayWhen we die, will we know we have died? |
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The Murder of Our AgeA Poem by TheLastEclipseA quick piercing blade,A hand full of hate,My body is betrayedBut I won't stop you.My heart in your hand!Death at your demand!The openings pourAnd my.. |
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Destruction For a WishA Poem by Wynter Pageyou never deserved the burden of granting wishes... |
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CocoonA Poem by HarleyQuinn BruceI'm sorry my friend,You poor cocoon,It was late at nightI picked you too soonYou clenched to the flowerAnd prayed to evolveSuch an act of destructiona.. |
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Abysmal darkness..A Poem by Frieda P[no closure] For my beloved sister Lee, Robin, all those lost by their own hand & those left behind. Suicide takes more than one life in the process.... |
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"Fatal Apocalypse" - Chapter 8: AngelicusA Chapter by Jason BubbleoBen, Ania and Carl read the writings contained in the Angelicus. |
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Fire'sA Poem by Ice QueenJenGiven the recent fires erupting in California I was inspired to write this. No lives have been lost, but 10 homes were destroyed in one local area. |
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The Wake of DestructionA Poem by LimitalityI never thought it would hurt so much as they said |
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Weapons of Mass DestructionA Poem by Andy EastA quick final recon See what needs to be done No mercy will I give For no longer can they live They spread throughout this land Choking.. |
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What about the Condition of the Battleground?A Poem by TheLastEclipseEveryone only thinks of the warriors, not the ground on which they brawl. |
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Post-postmodernismA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueWhich era do we exactly belong to? Are you out of your mind? ‘Post-modern’, I strongly disagree, thumbs down, The time lo.. |
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Borderline BabyA Story by LaylaK21Temperamental, violent, bitter, and depressed, she is trying to find herself through self-destructive. |
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Tales of Wasted YouthA Poem by LaylaK21Blame your down fall on me, because there’s no one left to blameBlame your broken walls on me, but we’ll never forget each other’s n.. |
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