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It's Like A Jungle SometimesA Poem by Mario VitaleRap music filled with life |
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The RecluseA Story by Kelly B.I wrote this while listening to one of my favorite songs of all time, The Recluse by a band called Cursive. Sorry if some of this seems rushed, the st.. |
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Biggie & TuA Poem by Mario VitaleA meeting of the minds leaving a legacy behind. |
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Hot StuffA Poem by Mario VitaleA look at Summer and having hot stuff fun. |
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The gig's overA Poem by Tony JordanMemories can be dissonant to the heart |
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Nothing is as it Seems; An Addiction StoryA Poem by CjbThe walls are closing in The roof is crashing down Noone notices, it doesnt even make a sound With every lost cry for help Screams turn into whimp.. |
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Song 1A Poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Be..this ballad is in lyrical form, can be well chanted in the tone of this song : Mujhe Mehram jaan le from film : Kahaani 2: Durga Rani Singh |
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To Go OnA Poem by Robert RonnowIf you see a hawkon a bough at field's edgebeyond the corner you should have turnedmaybe it's a sign to go on.Such as during an improvisation onFlamin.. |
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Lost CarnivalA Story by Chaika O.This is a short story I wrote for a music album I composed. You're supposed to read it while listening to the music. Music: https://soundcloud.com/.. |
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SaorsaA Poem by Yeti//R.E.StrayerTribute to the band that has saved me over and over again. |
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Microphones For Live PerformanceA Story by sulastriChoosing a microphone for band practice or live performances |
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Unsigned BannedA Book by dan blackThe struggle to make it In the most cut-throat industry in the world, 17 years of pushing forward and a documented account left for others to learn fr.. |
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MusicA Poem by emipoemiIt’s music most that makes the world go round. No matter what, no matter where, it’s there Enchantin.. |
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She painted fire across the skylineA Poem by en skyggeI was thinking about writing poems inspired by some great songs, so here's the first one. Inspired by the song of the same title, 'She painted fire ac.. |
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CarpoolA Poem by gabiaimeeYou carry meon the backs of wordsthrough the Bay’s most concrete freestyle.The windows are downbut my spirits are up -I love you more with every.. |
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