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When darkness feels warmA Poem by Moataz El SakkarFrom the 9 writings of melancholy |
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Nothing MattersA Story by Dark_HeartsWhen depression takes over your life, everything changes... |
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The Day She Found OutA Story by Dark_HeartsA story based on my real life. |
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The Worst DayA Poem by Jordyn“Isn’t it great to be an American?” they say.And it is, today, it is great to be an American.But yesterday?I saw the colored whipped.. |
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July 31st 12:12 AMA Poem by VanGogh15possible TW |
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MissingA Poem by OnlymeI am lonely Godfeeling so bluemissing my sweetheartmissing the closenessfeeling aloneI try with all mymight say upbeatbut am sinkingand downI need a h.. |
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Emotional & Tearful..... But stuckA Poem by OnlymeI am really having one of those dayswhen all I want to do is cry my eyes out.Just to let everything goHoping I will make me feel better.But I feel so .. |
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Society's HoeA Poem by The Blinding DarknessA thought that came to me, when thinking about how generic everyday life is and how there are some standards by society that shackle us |
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The Lure of DarknessA Poem by The Blinding DarknessWhat's the purpose of life, when in darkness I drive, when in darkness I dive, when to darkness I strive, in darkness I feel alive. |
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The FallA Poem by The Blinding DarknessI am done fighting. I am done struggling. I am done. There is nothing, no strength. There is nothing, no willpower. There is nothing. I let .. |
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HelpA Poem by Pluviophile:'( |
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...why... Part 1A Poem by ArcadeiandesireThis poem is dark it might not be sutiable for everyone |
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Absent MindedA Story by Abby L.The definition of broken |
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FOGA Poem by LostMy days blend together Like a smudge of graphite On paper Grayness shading My range of vision Sucking the pigment away I feel like a ghost .. |
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The flowers you sent meA Poem by Abby L.the flowers are drowned. I watered them too much. those flowers you sent me, their petals are so soft I don’t know exactly where I put .. |
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i can't breatheA Poem by Abby L.i can’t breathe i feel the itching need to kill the flowers you so kindly grew for me because the sweet songs they sing are simply rheto.. |
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