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Polaris or Truth as Once We Knew ItA Poem by Johannes NelsonWhere are you sweet Polaris,Who of late so constant turnedWith all my nights?Have I your grace not earnedAnd worthy homage paidTo all your sister ligh.. |
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Don't Tell MeA Poem by Mason RayburnDon't share your joys Your hopes or your dreams Don't tell me anything That will bust through the seams The seams that bind My image of you .. |
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IceheartA Poem by Mason RayburnSee my hand Grip your heart. Watch your world Fall apart. Deadly poison Imparts your fate. Laugh and watch it Disintegrate. Honest mirror.. |
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The MirrorA Poem by Mason RayburnWritten as a song. |
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Little Light BulbA Poem by JessikaEndsleyAbout living next door to Glen Rogers, serial spree killers, as a child. |
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Lamb to the SlaughterA Story by Indigo JonesEnjoy my experience. |
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Cherry DelightA Poem by Vria P Crow"I want my innocence back And if you can't give it to me I will cut you down And I will run you through..." Emilie Autumn sang. |
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Miss MumA Poem by SamanthaSweeneyThis is a little poem I wrote one day hoping my my could read over my shoulder. |
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To Slow Down Would Be A GiftA Poem by lyssThey move slowly oh so slowly... I admire them for their determination.I wish my life could be as slow as them Maybe then I could find the peace.The p.. |
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Hoping In VainA Poem by BethanyI was an idiot. But hey, so were you! |
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Bumper CarsA Poem by Accord_InsaneSometimebetween my last bumper car rideand my first girlfriendI forgot a lot of things.I forgot the excitement of an amusement parkwith its swirling .. |
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Amati and the PianistA Poem by Vria P Crowhttp://auranan.deviantart.com/art/Amati-and-the-Pianist-160432691 |
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Innocence LostA Poem by John Dennis GillespieWhy can’t we stay young forever?Young life is more tranquil and innocent. A child can dance in a circle of fire by focusing on the bright colors.. |
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There's something I should tell you...A Poem by BreakingWithTraditionA woman confessing to her husband, that she was abused for the first time. The emotions in her head, and feeling liberated from confessing are extreme.. |
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