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Not Quite (Good for Nothing)A Poem by kera moondustnot 100% on what sparked this one, but I dig it. |
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A Nuremberg ChronicleA Poem by Accord_InsaneDrag me in at six a.m. chained to my backpackHalf asleep, in my most vulnerable stateShackle me to your chairs and desksSquare holes and round pegs.An.. |
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Duck tapeA Poem by iceteakikI've got a whole roll of it with your name on the seal.I found it on isle four,in between deadly assault weapons and fly sky masks.I cornered you when.. |
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a night like in a dreamA Poem by Akita~A night like in a dream~ Imagine a night, so silent that even a whisper echoes for miles around, One when the streets seem long and empty and t.. |
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Without Proper PracticeA Poem by kera moondustAnd now all I am to you, is just a series of near misses. That almost intersected but never did. |
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Not Quite RipeA Poem by L.A.My mother’s sister is buriedin the backyard of their childhood home.Past the side gate that hangs on one hinge;beyond the aisle of rocks and flo.. |
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Quite Time..A Poem by OnlymeSometimes the only comfortI feel. Is late at night whenits quiet and no one is aroundand it's dark and peaceful.Serenity is my comfortand my blanketAw.. |
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Bye DrunkA Story by Jesse PruettI was drunk,I was intoxicated. A littleup.If,you getmy drift.***.I'm still wasted.How is my spelling?Wait.,.....IHadTodrink and smokeandlaterImighthav.. |
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Silence is Truly Golden for Me...A Poem by OnlymeSilence is truly golden to meI enjoy the peace, quiet and the harmonyI bask inside it beautyof heavenly blissI soak myselffrom head to toeand I feel i.. |
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I hate the GameA Poem by uncoveredIf all hope are gone and you still play the same game over again bringing you closer to end it or take courage and find hope in everything you do but .. |
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Golden MomentsA Poem by OnlymeLife really is a tangled web at times.Some people like me think it really hard to deal with the drama and strifeit gives me at times.And then other ti.. |
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Value Yourself & Spend Quality Time Alone.A Poem by OnlymeIn this fast pace world. You don't always look after YOU. |
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A secluded place.A Poem by OnlymeDream of a lifebetter than this one.I hope of not repeatthis same onewhen I die.I have aspirations of peace, harmonyand laughter.Instead of hurt, pain.. |
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