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Midwestern WildA Poem by hhvvrrrI know very few things to be honest anymore. I know that I am somehow too soft and too razor blade steel at the same time. I know that Oklahoma is.. |
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Of LifeA Poem by grey.eyesoh how i wonder what you'll think.from abandoned friendships toforgotten promises. I swear i didn'tmean to break them, i was youngand naive when i mad.. |
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Hot chocolateA Story by Alexander DueckA story of how losing my crate of hot chocolate allowed me to see the value of other things we can give. |
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And They Shall OpenA Poem by Lorne BlaineDecember 2016 |
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The idea of SightA Poem by BLooks can be deceivingFollowing a line of thoughtSight can only go so farBefore it becomes fickleClose your eyes and seeBesides the obvious one might .. |
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Learning The unlearntA Poem by BIf you come to learn through emotionThe idea can never be unlearntThe very reason belief and faithIs a lifelong processFor if it touches the heartIt w.. |
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Deep Sea DeityA Poem by Aka.Hipsterp.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Apple Garamond'; color: #000000; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000; min-height: 14.0px} p.. |
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The moment nothing matteredA Poem by BWhen roofs fell downCreating silent secondsOf a shelter losing its meaningThrough slow ticks of timeWhen a bullet shotOnly broke the sound of a prayer.. |
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Pleating ReverieA Poem by BSeeking a medium a place of resting postureResistance was neither a mild walk to heavenHanging gardens in jazzy subtle beingDispersing uncongealed air.. |
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DismalA Poem by Jesica Kiraly-CunninghamWith everything that's going on, at least I've got my writing. |
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Hope You UnderstandA Poem by JoeReflecting on the feeling of being a parent trying to explain our troubled world. |
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I Miss You...A Poem by MariaThe only human being that as for now, at least I can say is my sole best friend, is from KY, and he is currently married, but he was one of the messen.. |
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On Education: an OpinionA Story by CookeCodyComing from an AP student who's managed to maintain passing grades, I've come to loathe school and its intentions, and I'm sad at that. Education has .. |
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One, Two ManyA Poem by BearI haven't revised this at all. This is the first poem I've ever written, meant to be in a "spoken word" style. |
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Walking BackwardsA Poem by TheUnrulyWriterIt seems to me, it seems to be,That history repeats.I only trust what I can see,And all I see are my own feet. |
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LaughterA Poem by Kate Z.Through family and friends and even in life's painful experiences I am learning that there's a lovely conta.. |
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TALES FROM MY CRYPTA Story by chrissyshoeStumbling through the dark night(s) of my soul I happened across a few words I jotted down here and there over the years. I found this memory particu.. |
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Coming out of my sickness and depressionA Poem by Rebecca_RoseA hurricane of emotions and feelings that destroyed and built me. |
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Learning to speak.A Poem by Reannelife. |
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