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I Don't Do The Talking ThingA Poem by goddessofwritingIf I manage to cry, my heart is rejuvenated from its restless slumber. |
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I Left Her.A Poem by Tushar SinghLeaving someone is hard, but sometimes, for the happiness of that person it is the only thing that you can do. |
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Him leaving was a choice.A Story by anonymousThis story is based on my heart-break. Trying to get my words on paper and hopefully inspire others in the same position as me. |
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Name MeA Story by Lauren FisherNames. |
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Broken...Heavy...Sad...TearsA Poem by MissMeNotSadness |
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City BoyA Book by Marshall DylansMurder, Bullies, Lies, Friendship, Divorce, Home. These six words all describe Maxwell Davis's life after he moved back in with his dad. The choices h.. |
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The Solidarity of a PoetA Poem by Adam M. SnowBleeding ink from my fingertips, my heart pours out to you. Word for word it lingers, drips; a snow white canvas tainted. I plead my words, a solemn d.. |
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Rhythmic LoveA Poem by LeiEver try to measure the extend of ones' love? When did it all begin? When did it crumble? Who decides on the pleasures of pain and brain or the victim.. |
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The broken manA Story by TheunknownWriterThis is a story of a broken manThe man has no broken bones or a broken heart What the man got is a broken brain.A brain so broken it keeps giving him .. |
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contradictionsA Poem by aspenyou can tell me anything,you insisted.in the same moment your knuckles made a home out of my skin,due to the naked truth. |
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puppet's lifeA Poem by lost soula poem for all who cannot be themselves. who walk in others skin |
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a whole in piecesA Poem by aldyna threesyaI had been broken before i met you. Now that i have you, I'm still broken. But guess what? You've been broken too. Nothing changes. We both are br.. |
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Crystalline HeartA Poem by Ebb and FlowScattered across the floor lay the crystalline pieces of my heart. I dare not move, I dare not speak, I dare not break myself further. The pa.. |
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What To Do?A Poem by IlluminaWhat to do when there isn't a choice? And when there isn't a soul to hear your voice? And you get blamed for things not your fault, And even thos.. |
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FreshA Poem by breakthebrokenoneHe broke me But still, I rise Open the curtains And smile at a new day |
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a love addictionA Poem by saphyThis writing came from moving past a relationship where their presence was addictive. |
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