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Ode to the Egg FlingerA Poem by Sarah J DhueUnfortunately based on a true story |
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I am trying, tryingA Poem by daniquinnjust about how i am feeling |
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Boofing RainbowsA Poem by Sanzabarpissed at docs, the system ofjumping thru hoops to get obvious help... instead... the suffering will just continue... the circus must go on |
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UncontrolledA Poem by BrimAtMedp.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; color: #454545} As bullets score the floor With statistics left coile.. |
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Here we go again. Getting No actual Help at all!A Poem by OnlymeHere we go again to be passedaround the table. Consultant visit day.And being told this and thatand the next thing.But actually: nothing really proper.. |
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Gone?A Poem by OnlymeAre you going to help?Gone where?No idea to be honestHe was here one day,and gone the next?He went to the localcorner shopsfor meto get somemilk.And n.. |
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I Love To Hate YouA Poem by Victor WaruiWhen jilted, sometimes letting go is not the solution. I found a way of venting my frustrations. |
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Compos mentis/UnhingedA Poem by D.The highs and lows. |
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You are an emotionA Poem by sI wonder if we will ever cross paths .. |
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I see you ..A Poem by sMoment in a lifetime |
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i loved you and you left meA Poem by Ziad Alzarkameh |
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Untitled Poem - Ranting About Someone I LovedA Poem by After Eight DinnerSlice out the ribAnd take it to make something greaterPack the tendon in a themrosAnd write a poem for meIn the skin above my peckTell me how you feel.. |
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Dripping SpineA Story by After Eight DinnerDumb, forever numb, fantasizing bout when I was ripe as the plumDark and nasty, feeling the grass turn and twistDecade gone, we're falling off, I'm no.. |
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Faded SuntopA Poem by After Eight DinnerI feel a strong sense That I've lost my friends tonightCompletely paranoid, lost inside Bleeding through my shirtTake me outside, and let me die there.. |
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Natalie's UrgesA Story by After Eight DinnerThey signed my name to an agreement I never madeA curse, lasting me from now until my endBorne from the echoes of love, pure manipulation and liesStru.. |
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Handycam 560XA Story by After Eight DinnerThe walls were black with flecks of neon color, psychedelic stars in the emptiness of space. How he longed to have such simplicity. Forged by deat.. |
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Strongarmed Redface HandloaderA Poem by After Eight DinnerStark naked river dancersStreaking sunburned otters run wildlyDucks burying their heads in the wheatDolphins driving tractors across interstate linesS.. |
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The real you....A Poem by OnlymeIf the mask fitsand makes you fake happiness.And you don't mind wearing it.Keep it on.And fool everyoneincluding yourself. MORE SO.But one day you wil.. |
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