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Working-day MorningA Poem by kamranWhen the first sunlight hits the corners of the big cities where people stay and live, are they really aware of where they are? |
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I Want To Be A TreeA Poem by Sarah MNaked, old and twisted,Still beautiful to us.Living off the Earth,Cleaning our scummy air.Surrounded by others,But no judgment or hate.Only unity.Reac.. |
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Mid-November BluesA Poem by Bryan SanchezVanity, vanity, vanity; A cheap word for rich people. How I the son of no country Can stoop so high amongst my ceiling Just to be kicked away by y.. |
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The Homeless BoyA Poem by Hiroshi MastersThe Homeless Boy I'm hungry and lonely I lived with nobody, Don't know my parents Abandoned into a trash can I grew up living on streets I h.. |
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Khakis (NS)A Chapter by Tevo77777Two thirds of the main characters are here, besides the villain. This is set around the same place as the last chapter, just another part of it. |
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Sleeping And WakingA Poem by Bryan SanchezI had a dream too sweet for words; If insomnia's a curse, I've yet to find the force which Hates me so. But should I glance upon the rock Which.. |
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Death by HumanityA Book by Cienna TurnerA series of short stories entailing characters and events that bring to the surface current affairs that are often coveted by the society that doesn't.. |
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He Groused About The MeekA Poem by daninstockholma poem of the dichotomy of life, the ever growing separation between classes, |
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A Soul is SeekingA Poem by Joseph MulpeterA soul is seeking For another to meet Unaware of the danger it will find on the street Alone in t.. |
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Grieving Angels~A Poem by Asif BalouchA poet friend of mine asked me to write something on refugee crisis so I wrote this poem I wrote... Dedicated to childrens |
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THE HAPPIEST ENDING EVER.A Story by Peter RogersonRecently I posted "The Second Happiest Ending Ever". This is happier... I hope... |
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Chapter 2A Chapter by Sara GroverAs my feet hit that first creaky step up to the front door I hear feet run across the floor and the door flies open. My little sister Daisy jumps out .. |
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What If God Was All of Us?A Poem by TrissyIf he's the 6, then I am the 7. Which God Are You? I pray to Gods that our future and the youth be saved before it's too late. |
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The Servant Girl and the NintendoA Poem by stargirl23Dadi, Dadu, Mama, Papa, my little brother, and I, We pile into the taxi, bringing the maid with us. She's just my age, skin much d.. |
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HazelA Book by Maggie BastaNovel (I think) work in progress |
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SugarcanesA Poem by Amarantaupdate on feelings while listening to joey bada$$ and almost done high school. TW for death mention, vague suicide mention, doctors mention, some nega.. |
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BUILD IT STRONG AND BUILD IT HIGHA Story by Peter RogersonA look at monumental relgious buildings, bearing in mind the societies that built them. |
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