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Primordial DogA Poem by ValetteThe fire dances Bright orange tongues Lap at the blackened sky For thousands of years The fires o.. |
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Use Templates In Your EssayA Poem by Amber KonevalA poem written while listening to a lecture in my freshman year of college about the importance of templates [Published in the 2011 Issue of Apogee; .. |
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Sit in the Morning DarkA Poem by PoemsbyPatrickI sit in the morning dark,This is my time and mine alone.The world does not call me yet,To stray away from home.A time to sit and sip my tea,To think .. |
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WaltzA Story by SomeTypeOfArtistWhat is it about fall? |
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I Ask Myself of YouA Poem by PoemsbyPatrickReflecting on the time we haveReviewing as I doThe nature of my life and mindI ask myself of youIn such short history I've foundThe meaning has come t.. |
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We Are But Passing ThroughA Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..Extract of poem on graphic |
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I've Cried My Love A RiverA Poem by FaithI used to be a dried up riverbed.Desert sand ran in my veins.I was the wasteland, the dust bowl of my sadness.And somewhere inside for all those years.. |
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PoiseA Poem by SJWe all do struggle, We all do fight; To stay alive, To survive, And most importantly, To remain, One of a kind. |
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Little BookA Poem by gabiaimeea memory from Memorial Day Weekend 2014 |
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StormA Poem by David KwakuHeart,Subside the storm that integrate the old with new.Bringing the gushing dew that flows in vein’s vale.Reaching the home of love,Flooding th.. |
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DivisionA Story by Marvin K. MooneyAn English assignment that took some odd turns. |
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WingsA Poem by Melobldnfr10/13/12 I can't claim to know What the Lord has in mind Bringing us together. I know He's everything in line. And what I cannot see, He see.. |
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Two Pink PhloxA Poem by MelobldnfrMy Darling... |
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October 23rdA Poem by Saint No-One |
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Private ReadingA Poem by Willys WatsonPrivate Reading The walls are tall, strong and silent; containing a thousand million often read and often loved wo.. |
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A Reflection on BeautyA Story by ElizabethAmBurnsHow do those devoid of creativity show what they see and feel? |
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