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My Name is JimmyA Chapter by Elle ThompsonWhat the f**k is ennui? Jimmy begins a downward spiral that leaves him feeling purposeless. |
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Good IntentionsA Poem by EI screwed up, big time. |
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MadnessA Poem by Shaker LoopzWhat happens when the unbeatable are beaten? What happens when the expectations are too high? What happens when others begin to doubt your intelligen.. |
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All Because of YouA Poem by WillMy heart races, and my head pounds, my mind full of thoughts of us. My confidence builds, and my soul sings, all because of you. I summon my ner.. |
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A turn from absolutionA Poem by Alex RoyTurn from the "righteous",pave anew,discover, reap, live true. |
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The come back.A Poem by мalғyThe title says all P.S: This is just something put together does NOT mean to bash anyone or anything along those lines. |
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In The Driver's SeatA Story by Father MojoWhen I drive my car, my car does not care in which direction I am driving. It simply goes in the direction I point for it to go. If I do not like the .. |
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DaemonA Poem by R. T. HyderIn all their smug mockery they've come to tell me of a time in the future when it will be my turn.They tell me that it will sear like a fresh wound, t.. |
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Humans Are HabitsA Poem by Luke LMan changing is toughYou're going to feel itThe icy cold painful shiversWhen you first jump in the lakeIn late springBut take it take itYes go ahead a.. |
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AuditionA Poem by Marinaall the world's a stage, the show must go on, and all that. but when it comes to a bad audition, i forget why i ever began in the first place anyway |
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3 Easy ways to Fail at an Open MicA Story by EpipsychologistReading comedy to an audience is a lot like losing your virginity; if it goes well you will remember it as the introduction to unimaginable euphoria.... |
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The Sound of FallingA Story by JayyfosterIf a tree falls in the forrest and no one is there to hear it, did it make a sound? |
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Writer's BlockA Story by JayyfosterThere is only one cure for writer's block. |
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The eyes of failureA Poem by MrBooyayThis is what's feeding my soul,This never ending hole.This is my sin, my drug, my creedthis is what feeds my longing needTo be full of spite, and ever.. |
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city cynicA Poem by Dana Alsamsamsometimes I wishI was still young enough to believethat highway break lightsknit blankets of scarlet twinkle lightsahead of us,not cherries of cigaret.. |
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White WallsA Poem by hmarieeeWhite WallsI sit here in silence The white walls stare me down Unable to move The constraints hold me tight Buckles from left to righ.. |
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