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IrrelevanceA Poem by Harriet RoseMy feelings currently |
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DimensionsA Poem by Harriet RoseMore feelings |
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A wish upon snowA Story by ÈveMiriam completed her work promptly that day, cleaned up her workstation and stretched out her sore arms. She wanted to leave in time to take her photo.. |
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A love larger than lifeA Story by ÈveDistance encloses death.When we lose a loved one, pieces of ourselves also pass away.When we remember how grievous this loss feels likeand weigh the s.. |
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Pretty WordsA Poem by ArriamPretty words, probably lies. This sounds very angsty. |
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Yours TrulyA Poem by Laura KateExpectations.They don’t exist.Everything is an illusion.Untie yourselffrom the stringsbinding you tightly to no-thing.Remove yourselffrom .. |
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Ode to Life's CycleA Poem by AmyI wrote an ode poem for poetry class, so I thought I would share it on here. |
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The Mushroom; Graverobber of the Meadow (From the ..A Poem by D. FarrollThis is a poem about the horrors of the mushroom, written from the perspective of a plant, who has seen the decomposed bodies of his friends and famil.. |
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OF DIARIES INSIDE by Rïén KelsoA Poem by splattercoreOF DIARIES INSIDE by Rïén Kelso |
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The Bone DanceA Poem by RdmarieA silly little poem |
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The Game of LifeA Story by AnnThe ultimate master of life is Death but Death likes a skilled oponent. |
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EbonyA Book by CyanJello17She has a christlike perfection to her, which is ironic, considering "christlike" is the farthest from what she really is. |
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Mourning PeopleA Book by Sara KateDeath is just a part of life. Everyone knows that, but some people know it better than others. |
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PrologueA Chapter by Sara KateIt had started as a normal day in the high school. at least half the student body had fallen asleep at least once, the others have already drank three.. |
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Chapter 1A Chapter by Sara Kate"Daniel Hendrickson, Jackson Carlson, Zachary Anderson, Kaitlyn Chase, Emily Banks, Alexandria Fleet, and Brooklyn Fairview. Seven students who have g.. |
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Chapter 2A Chapter by Sara KateDesiree opened her eyes to see the white room she was laying in. She sighed. This was not heaven. It was nothing more than a hospital room. She heard .. |
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World ActressA Story by MonroeTragedy in her best role yet. |
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The PriestA Poem by The Night PoetTHE PRIESTThe priest arrived on time as toldThere was no grave to beholdHis grief being swallowed by a breeze,Slowly carved a name on the ancient ston.. |
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