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rottenA Poem by mads---today, I have a million things to do.I have to fold the clean laundry.I have to finish my homework.I have to leave and replace my groceries.what wa.. |
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konmari your brainA Poem by mads---oftentimes I find myself perusingthe self-help sections in dusty bookstores,searching, looking for the perfect novel.I don’t understand why I.. |
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intensive care unitA Poem by mads---the taste of ash envelops my chapped lipsat the thought of just losing you three years ago.wish I hadn’t been there to watch you fade outas t.. |
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Do not feel at allA Poem by supernova_thoughtsI think I've been tryinghardTo sound good in my wordsTo sound pleasing to peoplewho actually do not careI've tried to bring understandingMake my mind .. |
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Mr PutinA Poem by Carl Douglas Sinderbymy short thoughts on this man and his actions. |
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Dim The LightsA Poem by Carl Douglas Sinderbythinking about current situations and how people are going to cope this winter. |
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What matters, Matters!A Poem by supernova_thoughtsI sat at the edge of my door And all I could think was What would happen if My presence was not felt? If the world tried And couldn&r.. |
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RooftopA Poem by TaewetaI went to rooftop,to clear up my thoughts,Guess what happen,a strong wind was rushing,Towards me,While passing,It felt like it was,removing useless th.. |
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Search PartyA Poem by Dominik D. RavensA quick quatrain after a long night of release. |
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The Defeated HeartA Poem by Dominik D. RavensEmotionally beaten. |
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Liverpool ShuffleA Poem by Zoe RichardsonLove was such an easy game to play |
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QE 2A Poem by Zoe RichardsonMonarch. Mother. Most Admired. |
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Red, White, and Breaking BlueA Poem by Zoe RichardsonFreedom is more to be desired than love |
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Patterns of MigrationA Poem by Zoe RichardsonAutumn calls us home where we belong |
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The Central Park of a Cruise ShipA Poem by A Decent PlaywrightWhat kind of life is a cruise ship for a tree, an organism so unused to motion and dependent on a predictable set of seasons? For a bee, built for bio.. |
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Final EntryA Poem by Zoe RichardsonLoss is like falling out of space |
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