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Where'd It Go?A Poem by WillWhere'd it go? There is no rhyme! Where's my flow? There ain't no time! The words don't click, meter's dead. It makes me sick, these w.. |
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The Phone CallA Poem by AntoñyoHis POV |
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When All Hope DiesA Poem by WillScreams of a thousand bloody souls all rummage through my head. They pierce the silence and taint the night as I lie here in my bed. The damn.. |
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What It Feels like to be a Fictional Muse in the M..A Story by Werse DialogueA muse named Frank speaks a little bit about how it feels to be fictional, and how he feels about his writer. |
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Rather CrankyA Poem by Barbara WalkerA poem to some of my health problems |
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Jonathan Davis Knows The Name Of The WindA Poem by Poe Reddaw, my love for long titles. The love is vast. |
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Two Men, A Woman And An Axe.A Story by steveI think the title speaks for itself. |
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InsomniacA Poem by Frances ClarkYou wear the wig, That is sleeplessness, Rested on your head, Indestructible, as it, follicle By your body, only can you Light .. |
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Dead from the Head UpA Poem by groishtDead. I...am... Dead. from the head up I am...DEAD. D ecapitated,Dead: from the head on up Dead. Dead. Dead? DEAD. Dea.. |
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It Hurts..A Poem by EddikteI am Alone, but never Lonely.. |
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DazedA Poem by groishtMonday says 'no,' Tuesday says 'definitely not' Wednesday says 'maybe, just maybe' Thursday says 'hold your horses' Friday says 'f.. |
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If the Truth Be ToldA Poem by Stacey J HubbardThe walls are closing in I dont know what to say, where to begin my head and heart fighting a battle neither can win Sometimes I think speaking the.. |
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If you say soA Poem by JohannaI´ve been thinking about writing this poem for a while, and then it just came to me. |
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Alone In The HouseA Story by steveA woman starts imagining stuff while on her own at home. |
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Flowers in my HeadA Story by Sarah Ann ConnorAll the Flowers in my head. All the flowers in her hair. All the flowers in my eyes. All the flowers in her skies. All the time spent on them. On.. |
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Rain in my cupA Poem by StephanieThis is about finding beauty in the earths special things. |
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The War that Wages ForthA Poem by Anthony C.Sometimes, our biggest enemy is ourself |
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Beware the RedheadA Poem by Michael G. SmithI was once married to a redhead |
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Playing GolfA Poem by ElChaffinchA short humorous piece about golf and a person. Style inspired by the likes of Ivor Cutler. ©2014 all rights reserved. |
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