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The EndA Poem by LanaWhy am I like this?Why?I want to be far away from the abyssBut I only get pushed too farMy fear is blissMy joy is an uproarCaught in chaos and turmoil.. |
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WarriorA Poem by Brittany BosticWe do not tire.We do not falter.We do not fail.When we are thrown to the ground,spitting blood from our mouthswith harsh broken ribs and loud clamberi.. |
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SubcontinentalA Poem by TySubcontinental, Poem, America, Protest. |
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Red CircleA Poem by LanaWhy doesn't God just draw big circles everywhereSo I can walk down the streets and see circles everywhereMy reality was drawn differently than othersI.. |
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StardustA Story by Lana"So that's it huh? A little s****y problem and you want out?That's life, what did you think this was? Heaven? A place where you can get what you want .. |
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FearA Poem by LanaFearYou got me under your spellYou make me feel artifical shameYou make me go around like a carouselYou are scared your lies will leave my headYou cre.. |
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The Worst Part Is You Won't Even Realize This Song..A Poem by Someone (Maybe)A song about fighting with my best friend |
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If There BeA Poem by Lanaif there be painthen let it beif there be tearsthen let it streamif there be lonelinessthen let it beif there be sorrowthen let it goif there be stres.. |
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RegretA Poem by Richard MuellerYup. |
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Love drugA Poem by TylerThe romance of loving a lust that kills so deep you breath while you drown in chaos and blood. |
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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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Gods unwanted Child -A Poem by TylerThere was a time in history. A time when children were wanted. We're loved. We're meant to kings and gods. Now - they are the devil |
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Title Fight for My LifeA Story by John D. DevoeJust a little story about life boxing and a bright future |
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Aging as a Spiritual PracticeA Poem by Robert RonnowBeautiful summer day. You know you're gonna diethat's why you know no joy.Obsessed with self, there is no answerunless religion, tv, stories, sports m.. |
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Soul WoundA Poem by Stacy PurvisYour words like daggersPierced my spirit todayLike a knife to a treeYour initials carved on my heartAnd forever will stayFor words, unlike daggersLeav.. |
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The Enemy of MeA Poem by Mojo23The biggest battle is the one that happens inside of us |
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