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InventorsA Poem by oohjulieInventors Poets are the inventors of The New Age, Composing prose from Lack of sleep and an excess Of pain. |
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la douleur exquiseA Poem by CAMy first go at poetry...freestyled...be gentle :) |
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They hate itA Poem by Dark PoetryI’ve done something bad, They hate it. I’ve gone mad, They hate it. �" I stick to my principle, They hate it.. |
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He's a psycho, I knowA Poem by SilverThis is really, just a poem of a broken heart and a broken body. Told from the view of the abused, and I hope it makes you feel something. |
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Tickory Tickory Tock, The Doc Forgot To KnockA Poem by EthanOpen my box, dear adversary, and assess its contents. Scribble the imperfections in your crude clipboard and vomit them.. |
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ScarsA Poem by Behind blue eyesJust dumping some thoughts |
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As I Sail the Midnight SkyA Poem by Adam M. SnowI see the moon, smiling down as I sail the midnight sky. Among the starry night I'll drown in the sea of stars, I |
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Into the DeepA Poem by Adam M. SnowOh woe I gaze into the deep, as I, myself from restless sleep stirred awake from pattering rain - upon the frosted window pane. |
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RapeA Poem by MariaThis is to enter contest Thought Provoking Poetry. 3-10 Lines. And based on rape. |
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Scars (Evisceration)A Poem by C PerilFingers press for scars,yet you shall not find them...My mutilation is deep,beyond detectionYet I am still a bundle ofEvisceration, woundsevading your.. |
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Rising from AshesA Story by MariaI was born in El Salvador, yet grew up in the states. This is for the contest in reference to Latin America |
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Do You Even Lift?A Poem by The Last PhilospherDo you even lift?How big is your load?Is it heavier than responsibility;Knowing that your actions affect others?Is it heavier than legacy;The weight o.. |
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I Miss YouA Poem by Jessica GillitzerSometimes no matter how hard you try or right something feels it doesn't mean it works out that way. Life has a way of playing the odds against you an.. |
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Kill the DreamerA Poem by Adam M. SnowKill the poet with his ink, for the pen is mighty. Take from him that which he write; his soul belongs to the sea. |
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Of a Time ForegoneA Poem by The AshKat ProjectsWhen everything seemed right... |
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