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The little playtime dreamer and the golden blue fi..A Poem by SeismicTurtleYou don't always get what you want, even if it seems right in your hand... |
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Ignorant BlissA Poem by Maudlin Kat(circa 1999) Dark and cryptic, as was much of my writing around this time. **Mature content** |
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Painted PictureA Poem by DestinyA painted pictureSo abstract that you can seeDetailedfiercelycritiquedFrom the wholeTo the stroke of a brushOne wrong moveSuddenly it's hideousDon't b.. |
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Bark's TaleA Poem by Rishabh Shawjust like some memory you haunt me just like the old dream which i foresee, you are some fairy knocking me when i'm asleep. just like i loved.. |
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Embracing Hells furyA Poem by Nick.BJust the feel of numbness.... |
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Red GatesA Story by VoxharmonyI know this is a bit of a longer piece. But please! read and give feedback! This concept provided quite the wrestle. |
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Human FeastA Poem by Charlie Ithilin4/16/13- A caretaker complex. (TW: Cannibalism, gore, blood, gross stuff.) |
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Untitled IIA Poem by FridayAwakeinthehouseofsleep;AsIwalkOnshiveringdarkclouds,RepellentLiketheNorthPoleFortheSouth.TheworldturnsRegardlessAsIyawnAnewnightAndthebirdsinthewindow.. |
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Reflective ConsequencesA Story by Devin EvansI’m giving up on the harshness, and writing words as they come stampeding through the wickedness in my steadily expanding mind. I thought by now.. |
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You.A Story by Devin EvansChoke me.Fill me up with your words so that I can no longer breathe. Or speak.Silence the voices in my head, silence my own, with your own. Scream lou.. |
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GhostA Poem by VeeTrix wordsHow I've been feeling lately. |
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The Glow After AfterglowA Poem by FridayIn press I guess. Critique much appreciated. |
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Motion (Rework #1)A Poem by Kyle J. LawsonA rework of my original song "Motion". |
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MotionA Poem by Kyle J. LawsonA Hard Rock/Progressive Rock song I wrote about turmoil. |
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i would have died, had i not been namedA Poem by blueviolini am dusk my belly is full of shadows and silhouettes that tremble when i laugh come sit with me near the mountain never climbed there we.. |
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Blank CanvasA Poem by BriannaBlank powdered canvas upon face,Carve a blood smile from ear to ear, Hide the sorrowful grimace that has awoken.Infu.. |
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vesicleA Poem by ariathis rock is full of holesbending to drinkhair dips into the cool streamrising, the ends fall down and clingto neck and waterdrops of cold wetfall dow.. |
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