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EverlongA Poem by CookeCodyEverlong The salutary strings trickle down and beckon me inside. Whether or not I accept, they open the door, and the next 7 chords knock me into t.. |
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My Thoughts, and MusicA Book by KitonicWhen I'm listening to music I feel inspired to create something. This book is a compilation of songs and the thoughts that lead up to them. |
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CoverA Story by CaesinThe pain is what captured me, but his lies made me hate him. Now I'm touring with him, and the lies keeps getting bigger and bigger. What do I do? |
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Exponential Decay FunctionA Poem by Robert RonnowSpring is in its prime againeach leaf beautifulmuch is ediblebirds and peepers are musical at dawn.The days walk slowlytoward Utah and Italy.My left n.. |
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The perfect fifthA Poem by Tony Jordanlove is music is love... |
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Saturday AfternoonA Poem by Sunny DayA whirlwind of wisdom swirls as I’m lying on the sunflowers sewn in my quilt. Ultraviolet rays .. |
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Review: The Neighbourhood's "Wiped Out!"A Story by Kat WentzellYou treat all the rules like you're the queen, but you and I are few and far between. |
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Twenty NineteenA Story by KayrisA story I wrote inspired by the Gorillaz' "19-2000". |
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The Symphony Of DreamscapesA Poem by NipplegrinderThe sound of your voice echoes sweetly as I dream. The sound of your gentle footfalls reverberate in my mind as you make your way to me. The sweet .. |
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The Rhythm And YouA Poem by alpha_darkHow it feels to dance with the woman I love |
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Beyond EarsA Story by Alexander DueckMusic is so important to me. She brings people together. This is inspired by "The Music Lesson". |
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Grunge lives on with re-emerging influences on mod..A Story by Kat WentzellIt's like an anti-pop genre. |
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Till First Morning LightA Poem by Calebsmith775A poem about nature and insects from a different point of view. |
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One SongA Poem by NipplegrinderFor prodded by fanciful delight Did my skin pimple And heart soar then race And all from simple melody A slice of soul offered And consumed The .. |
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Car ^ S*xA Poem by Madi BGreens grind, glass fillsTensions swarm to greetFire lights, lungs swellEmotions simmerSmoke rises, gazes meetSmiles slide into placeHands grasp, lips.. |
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