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I liveA Poem by Jason Kibanot grimacing, but staining |
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DepressionA Chapter by BreDepression is a illness that comes from the brain.Sometimes you have certain chemical imbalances that cause you to be depressed.It is nothing you do a.. |
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words don't always rhymeA Book by BreThis is a poem book about all things broken. |
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AntipoetryA Poem by Cole Hayley(Verse) |
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WhiteChapelA Poem by Adam WeemsConsistent manic anger, i feel it in the air as it lingersAs it twists me around it's grotesque fingersAnd i protest against this malevolent persisten.. |
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StrengthA Poem by Maggie LuciaTrue strength comes from standing up to ourselves. |
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LifeA Poem by BreLife.Life is hard.Life is difficult.But you know what?It's worth it.All the way.No matter how hard it is to deal with,keep going. |
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My LifeA Poem by BreMy life is made up of depression and anxiety.I never found good coping strategies,except to cut my sorrows away.Every day and night,I find myself cryi.. |
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Edge of the WoodsA Poem by LovecraftBeing Lost and finding a Path. |
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HarveyA Poem by Kailey DanielleA poem reflecting damage done in and around Houston, Texas, due to the Hurricane and Tropical Storm Harvey that hit in August 2017. |
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An Eldritch VoiceA Poem by Sabastian1122A sonnet about an enraptured captain. |
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WHITEA Poem by Sylvia ChikaClothed in white Not dead Not in Heaven Not even at my wedding Far from it All in white Running down the hallway Searching for th.. |
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At a Red Light on a Rainy AfternoonA Poem by CookeCodySometimes on rainy days I take a drive. No music, no passengers. I let the legions of wet sheets speak on my windshield, tapping and pitterpattering i.. |
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The Dream MakerA Poem by LovecraftThe Dream Maker |
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WorriedA Poem by BreI am worried.Not worried about me,not worried about you.Worried about mom and dad.Mom and dad are not parenting.It just seems like they don't care.I f.. |
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IsolationA Poem by MoonChildYour suffocating in your emotions Stuck in time with no motion Your head full of challenges you just cannot face While the world around you goe.. |
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The Call CentreA Poem by QuinnMy experience with working at a call centre this summer |
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