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CompleteA Poem by Evaline TealPoem about insanity |
MonochromeA Poem by MASBlue is the color of wisdom. Blue is the color of peace. Blue is the color of life, the color of beginning. Blue surrounds us in its power, from the d.. |
Empty vesselA Poem by AmphitriteStuck in the routine task, with no bounty harvest. It will wither your being ‘till there is no water left to flow. You’d be a stagna.. |
Grey Emotionless PitA Poem by dillonjensenEmpty and vacuous. |
Thinking Out LoudA Poem by t.m."I ask for so little. Just fear me. Love me. Do as I ask, and I shall be your slave." -Jareth "You have no power over me!" - Sarah |
EmptyA Story by CarpetSharx7Empty rooms and empty hearts are easily compared. Nothing could seem more accurate. When a spirit is broken, it is often said that their heart is an e.. |
NULL ∅A Book by KirasoulA path through Null, as only through destruction do we find the truth of creation. As much as we live, we fade, and so do each characters. Warning: .. |
THE EMPTY CHAIRSA Story by Peter RogersonThis is a repost of something I wrote some years ago. It's sad, and as I grow older, more true. |
My OrionA Poem by Qavah SimchahOrion standing over me Champion of history You stay Steady when I'm not My body creaking, Satan's shreiking And darkness spreads With my hea.. |
ØA Poem by MiyaMy body is no longer tied to this rugged earth by limbs too weighed down by darkness.I'm floating, unfeeling, nothing but air.The usual chaos has sto.. |
Froth like DustA Poem by Sebastian Romeroart is what satisfies the soul |
OverflowingA Poem by 水希Ever have a subconscious feeling that you can't suppress and can't identify the source of? |
Venting Teen AngstA Poem by Gregory Stiresjust me venting my depression onto a piece of paper. it may not sound complete but thats the line when the words stopped coming into my mind. |
EmptyA Poem by wesecret12My late night thoughts. |
EmptinessA Poem by RogueHI feel so empty, like a broken house inside,So many noises around, yet it feels so quite.Don’t know what to do, or what to find,Just fiddling my.. |
Sleeping with strangersA Poem by MakaylaI like to have sex in the backseat of strangers cars because at least I know what they're hands are reaching for. We'll rendezvous at midnight in your.. |