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Piano PiecesA Chapter by Julia LedoThe thunderstorm arrived in more ways than one. Dad came home at midnight as lightning lit the sky and flashed through the windows. The usual banging .. |
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Piano SmithereensA Chapter by Julia LedoIt was sometime before I got Derek to help me with the removal of Theo’s piano. I asked him to bring a bat. There it sat in the graveyard of spl.. |
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How Arcas Changed My LifeA Chapter by Julia LedoLater on that night I put them on the bedside table in my room. As if I needed some reminder of him every morning. I suppose Derek was right though, I.. |
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Not Long to GoA Story by Kirk_A."He thought it was love right then and there. And maybe he was right." |
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Found but Not SavedA Story by TheHiddenandForgottenWhen they think they're helping there only making you even more depressed. |
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On becoming a PoetA Poem by Kenneth Nicholas LoweGather your moral conscience Raise your crumpled spine Free your mind of every credence Reflect upon your issued time Prepare your rem.. |
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Bar-fusionA Poem by MattressDuToit-ApostateA poem about a girl at a bar being hit on by a dude with cash. What do you think is going to happen? |
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A pirate's lifeA Poem by Kishore ChandranA poem about the life of a pirate. |
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Self HateA Poem by AlistarAbelsLost in a sea of random p***y and alcohol, in an ocean of misguided self deprecation.All blame left grasping upon my weak shoulders burying their claw.. |
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AlcoholA Poem by Johanna"Promises aren´t enough this time, you utter the words, then you leave them behind.." |
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One More Bottle of WineA Poem by Armistead Lindseywritten before I broke up with my most recent ex after 2.5 years together |
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Meaning of lifeA Story by TripWhy does the government pull so much bullshit? Why do they hate stoner and love alcoholics? Why when a poor person does drugs they do jail time, but w.. |
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ParchedA Poem by Roland PetrovMy first English Sonnet is a tribute to the finely crafted cocktails of Palm Springs, the desert city I work in. Thanks to Richard for his dogged dete.. |
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Sober thoughts.A Poem by Elle-D2Alcohol, drowning the family. |
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Drunk Man's StoryA Poem by Zdravko NunevThe light of the lamp is dim.The floor is bed for a bottle of gin.One hand grasps the gun, the other the glass,"Don't worry, it will get better", yeah.. |
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