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Ocean WavesA Poem by Insatiable WriterJust like the ocean has its calmness, there is also its strength. |
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Give Me A PenA Poem by EarthriseJust a rant |
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LightA Poem by Insatiable WriterBeing someone's light in the darkness. |
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HimA Poem by Insatiable WriterA poem based on not having taken a chance. |
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ElationA Poem by Insatiable WriterThe build up of pleasure and then the release. |
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SomewhereA Poem by Insatiable WriterMaybe somewhere two people are crossing paths in which they never would have if things had been different. |
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HandsA Poem by Insatiable WriterGrasping at what reality is can feel as though it's a mind game. |
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FragmentsA Poem by Insatiable WriterSometimes when we look back on a memory, for as much joy as it brings, it can also cause pain. |
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AngelA Poem by Insatiable WriterTo the one still I love the most in this world, some days your absence ruins me more than I'd like to admit. |
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WeightA Poem by Insatiable WriterWishing to feel weightless, to be rid of the emotional, mental weight residing within. |
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Love?A Poem by Insatiable WriterIt seems so pure and honest for the first time, but time has a way of twisting and showing one's true intent. |
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MutualA Poem by Insatiable WriterWe all wish for things to be this way someday, with the right person(s). |
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PurposeA Poem by Insatiable WriterThe feeling of having a purpose. |
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AddictionA Poem by Insatiable WriterBeing addicted to someone. |
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A little too lateA Poem by Insatiable WriterFeeling as though you're a little too late to realize something you should have caught onto an x amount of time ago. |
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ClashA Story by Insatiable WriterA clash with oneself. |
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LuxuryA Poem by Insatiable WriterHaving the luxury to know someone. |
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Special PeopleA Poem by AlemwayThis song is about being different in our modern days of society. We are all fighting for what is right or wrong inside our souls. |
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Sick AgainA Poem by The Things She NotedI want to reach into my chest and crack my ribs like a wishbone Slipped out from your dinner Chocking on my flesh Too thick Cut that fat off Hold.. |
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The OnsetA Poem by Evyn Rubinpoem and memoir, the onset of my PTSD, 1978, California |
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