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When The House Burns DownA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellOur lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. ~ Martin Luther King, Jr. |
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My Second Best FriendA Poem by The_Ancient_RockLove and friendship. Life can be... so very sad some times... Soldier on!!! |
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Days of DarknessA Poem by PaletaLet us make up our mind Because soon no one will be kind Always show everyone that you won't stay behind You must shout to yourself Shout ever.. |
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You Once Cared For MeA Poem by PaletaWhy is this world full of scorn and pain Everything causes me to strain I don't want it to be tomorrow Because I feel so sorrow Take me do.. |
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Not MeA Poem by PaletaI filled myself with anger and hate Towards you who shattered my fate There’s nothing for me to adore My feelings towards you are no more .. |
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Mr.CharismaA Poem by PaletaYou first started off as a random joke We made many people’s words choke I didn’t care what others had to say I would enjoy being you .. |
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Who I've BeenA Poem by KalmeChaosFollow me to the rickety dockThat’s a place we can talkFollow me where the oceans endThere I can tell you I’ve played pretendFollow me to .. |
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The OceanA Poem by Blue BelleThe cold damp sandy shore. The icy water numbing your feet. The Earth beneath crumbling. The whoosh of the waves. It is calling .. |
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The DeadA Poem by beckyflowaAn investigation of life and death and what might separate the two. |
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Patterns Of LoveA Poem by MoominA precious memory of my little sisters, who are now gone. |
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Precious SilverA Poem by MoominHonouring the Elderly |
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ANOTHER DAYA Poem by YoonnaA poem on unclear future |
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THE TELLERA Story by R J FullerHow patient will we be for privilege? Even when it isn't there? Especially when it isn't there? |
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The Cabin in the DistanceA Story by AslynnA young lady sets out on an adventure to try to find out who she really is. What she learns will change her life and the lives of those around her for.. |
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Heading Towards The CrossroadsA Story by Willys WatsonHeading Towards The CrossroadsOn a mild Sunday afternoon Joyce and her older brother Jack sat on the front porch of their parent’s house. Jack s.. |
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Ah, The PastA Poem by Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn d..As Human Beings, we do tend to live within those succulent pages of the past, bad or good, rather than dare to venture into that unknown of the future.. |
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rememberA Poem by a bad habitin the grand tapestry of our daysit's memory's tendrils that forever risea story that weaves the past into nowto remind us how to breathe, to kiss, to.. |
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An Inescapably Unalterable RealityA Poem by Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn d..Life is what it is ... |
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