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Why?A Poem by Nobody KnownHow I have felt recently... |
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Aimless DreamersA Poem by E.A. SpainI live in a world of aimless dreamersThey tell me to become one of themTheir pointless dreams are the key to their "happiness"An oasis for their achin.. |
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To Bathe in PurpleA Poem by LaineyI actually just wrote this about a bath bomb, but it takes on multiple meanings |
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Purpose in the RainA Poem by Melinda McQueenPurpose in the Rain A tiny seed Lies just beneath-- Beneath turned soil, For a time, recoiled. All the while, Storms.. |
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EaseA Poem by MessyMindMental Health therapy attempt for me, its from the inside and I don't know what else to say to decribe it. |
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Love me or leave meA Poem by MessyMindLook threw the worlds eyes All you see is lies Look on the inside See anything you recognize? Or do you just feel despised? Emptiness is growing .. |
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ConflictA Chapter by Willem GrayThis essay is all about why I suck at Chess. |
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Time TravelA Poem by That1Nerd23This is for everyone of my friends on here and from Mibba & Imesh back in the day. |
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EmptyA Poem by MPoetryA doll filled with sand, slashed by your hand. Emptied as it woke, purpose now is lost. As it sinks in a hole that's deep, as the wind drifts i.. |
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Through Cracks an AbyssA Poem by V. P. TrujilloDwelling |
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Raving Against River's FlowA Poem by SergeiThe only honourable death is in having lived truly |
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In life we seekA Poem by AnnabellaIn life we seek happiness, success, hope, love. But the one thing we need is passion in what we do, purpose in who w.. |
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O Waking Ship!A Poem by SergeiOnly the dead drift along passively |
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CurracloeA Poem by beckyflowaA milky dream-like sky pouring into the sea, the wind, Ushering it to empty. Patterns in sand crafted by angels, Memories anchored in place. Mound.. |
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HellfireA Poem by LaineyShe falls in a swirl of colors;Eyes a kaleidoscope of intricate patterns.Her sense of timing has disappeared,And all that is left is time for reflecti.. |
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Life In LimboA Book by Joe EinsteinThe outpourings of a strained soul. |
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Playing a characterA Story by JJTThis is not really a story. I just put it here because this is not a poem, nor a book, nor a chapter. This is just a thought that is killing me and I .. |
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Neoteric waysA Poem by Quillwhen one finds purpose in adversity |
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