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Happiness to me, is happiness to meA Poem by DandeliondreamerA poem for the three special people in my life. |
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MotivationA Poem by SadPoemsIll let you all have your own Representation of what it is about... |
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unsettled dustA Poem by rochelleonpaperYou crown my realmwith real fairy dustfrom a land afar.I’m comingwhere the bees singand you read poetrywhile I cry.Unicorn tearsof magic reignfo.. |
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love me beA Poem by rochelleonpapera goodbye as complicated as goodbye's go |
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Tomatoes By JuneA Poem by JamesWatching my neighbor work in the muddy garden patch on a warm March day. |
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The OrchestraA Poem by Samantha Tamburellop.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000} span.s1 {font-kerning: none} Knoc.. |
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hawkA Poem by Samantha Tamburellop.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000} span.s1 {font-kerning: none} you .. |
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Broken Tree TrunksA Poem by rochelleonpapera goodbye |
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Can You Promise Me?A Poem by Nisha M.A piece about death, pain and loss. |
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My Untouchable LoveA Poem by Final-KarmaAt times, I can never tell when I am awake or dreaming. Maybe somewhere in between. |
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Theory of PronounsA Poem by MajesticGustThe pronouns we use often show how we view the world. |
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The Lost PrincessA Poem by C_theSurrealist" their expected happy ending ends into dust..." |
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J'y suis, j'y resteA Poem by YahalloI will remain in your heart or you will remain in mine? |
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fearing rejectionA Poem by LucienCrawling down the fear of rejection is one of the hardest fates I know but you are one of the strongest people I know so you will make it. I can.. |
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flawA Poem by LucienWhen I blink and there are no tears falling from my eyes That is when I know that I am right When I breathe and my lungs do not burn That is when I.. |
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I'm Human.A Poem by FiriamI'm a Woman, I'm Muslim, I am Bisexual. |
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Realistic CalculusA Poem by C_theSurrealistthe relation between calculus and life |
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the lives ended too soonA Poem by wesliewilkinlife keeps pitching fatal blows there’s no light at the end of their tunnel what’s the point in getting back up again? each day.. |
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