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PHANTOM POSTUREA Poem by kublakhan2705 13 14 |
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Burn In HellA Poem by ASTROBurn in hell, for heavens sake. |
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I Leave You A KissA Poem by Healing StarThe words are falling like the Rain, and it soothes my Pain, and it soothes my Pain. On a quiet Morning, in my Heart. |
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Burning DesiresA Poem by Vidya BacchusLovers in flames. |
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(4) ExcerptA Story by Lauren FisherJackson comes home late to his father drunk in the foyer, what horrors take place? How does Jackson withstand it all? |
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"Neoblast x" - Chapter 8: The King ArrivesA Chapter by Jason BubbleoThe king of Kanukia lands in Geartro with a large violent army, he wants to waste Neoblast X but no one can find Neo. |
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IncendiaireA Poem by Jake SorensenOdors.Smelt of kerosene and gasoline,Flooded the bedroom floor,Covered the torn-up walls;Blood running down his arm,Dripping like honey,Upon the dampe.. |
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Soak It in GasolineA Poem by Darkened_drearSoak it in GasolineWatch it burn in eternityHow the flames dance beneath the pitch black of an empty emotionless skyFeel the scorch of the heat on my .. |
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Land of the Free No MoreA Poem by Josh AndersonIt's enough to make me sickTo destroy my foundation brick by brickAnd when it all comes crashing downI'll burn this world to the groundA halo barely l.. |
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NOTHING EVER CHANGES.A Story by jackiemetDays always begin & end the same way. you get a clean slate every time dusk becomes dawn again, and at the end of the night, when everything has g.. |
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Slow burnA Poem by serpentine"I've made my peace, I'm dead, I'm done, I'll watch you live to have my fun." |
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EarthA Poem by Robert RonnowTwo people cannot see the same way but they can teachOne another their ways. One gives up body and soulTo follow the flow of the historical woman unti.. |
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No cows to look atA Poem by Robert RonnowNo cows to look atI hear the truck trafficEverything changes like cloudsThe page this poem is on burnsComing from the funeral with friendsTalking on t.. |
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31st Dec 2014A Poem by arminA new year celebration. |
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The Book BurnerA Story by Amy JI remember, my dad used to sit in a tiny room filled with books and I mean filled, piles of books right up to the ceiling and there was just enough.. |
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Crash and BurnA Poem by Vinyl Ottoman SrA little lesson |
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In debris and ashA Poem by PatriciaSome things cannot be avoided, even though you thought you could. But nevermind life is not plannable anyway so I guess it's not so bad. |
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