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dreams flies people criesA Poem by LyanaNothing can change our will to the destiny may be dreams could change .and the dreams are not always destiny . |
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photographsA Poem by artimus handsclubhttps://soundcloud.com/pugsandpeugeots/photographs |
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Paper RosesA Poem by Adam M. SnowPaper roses and firefly kiss; all up in smoke, by this which imposes, as daylight exposes- |
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Going to space pt 1A Poem by Wannabewriter16I'm starting a series of poems about drifting off to space. I don't promise when the next one will be as i write what comes to me in that moment. |
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Nature 1A Poem by Wannabewriter16About relaxing and being at peace with my love |
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Night time waterA Poem by Wannabewriter16Our bodies were shivering as the moon shined on us. We held each other closely feeling our bodys shiver in sequence. We was surrounded by water, out.. |
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Peace in this worldA Poem by Nini227A pondering of world peace |
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Peace in this worldA Poem by M@A confusion of peace |
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Your Own Creativity Is NonexistentA Poem by A MessYour Own Creativity Is Nonexistent Hunger for creativity strikes As soon as you see someone else’s idea Hand to pen, pen to paper Nothing .. |
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In HarmonyA Poem by andrewbltyeA flaw in the record has immortalized a nine second strain of Benny Goodman, swingtime jazz. The .. |
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After Camino RealA Poem by andrewbltyeHer mask is made of wet papier-mâché, and every day she laughs at us, her half-dead people: .. |
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MY Thoughts..A Poem by OnlymeI do not give a fuckwhere anyone comes fromUpclass, lower class, council ratwhateverIf you treat me okayand decentI will be the same wayas you. I must.. |
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The Boy Who Made ArrowsA Story by The ArKThe world is an unfair stage |
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I am a SinnerA Poem by AnoudQ"I am a sinner,my sins are hunting me,like a dog's tail,won't leave me be.I am a broken jar filled with flames,that burned my feet.My sins are incorri.. |
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This World Is Fucked!A Poem by OnlymeWhy can't, we just get on in this world?Why does, someone away across this planethave to be causing so much sufferingand deaths from starvation, makin.. |
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The AnathemaA Book by WhintersonIn a search to recover his discarded possessions, Ingersol "Sol" Casey discovers that there is more hidden within his small town than what others have.. |
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Chapter 1A Chapter by WhintersonHe was watching me. Or she, I wasn’t sure. I didn’t know who, but I held someone’s eyes. As I carefully maneuvered my bike around th.. |
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Chapter 2A Chapter by WhintersonA dirty toilet was my refuge. I preferred the one in the far stall of one of the bathrooms at work; I always saved it for last. When I had finished a.. |
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Man of WarA Poem by M@A tale of the eternal struggle |
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lonely worldA Poem by wayne1234lonely world |
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