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Self ReflectionsA Poem by Michael R. BurchSELF REFLECTIONSThese are poems about mirrors, images, self-image, reflections and self-reflection. How do we see ourselves differently than other peo.. |
The good Ol' daysA Story by KevinA brief trip down memory lane. |
ReflectionA Poem by ApollosSelah |
Hindsight is 20/20A Poem by SavannahKayHindsight is 20/20 There's always that moment In any relationship Dating or otherwise Where it's clear that it needs to end Though it's ha.. |
Reflections aloneA Poem by HenriBlueWhen I had time to reflect and think not about the negatives but actually the Neutral side of my situation I was writing this like it was nothing. |
Day in the LifeA Poem by HenriBlueMy time from the west again, that alternative school had me in fear, I again went to another school. I came back home not understanding what family an.. |
PlacesA Poem by william wilderOn solitude. |
What makes me, me?A Poem by Eric GamaA reflection of me |
The MirrorA Poem by Lisa CReflections, an echo of the past |
How Rory Gilmore Helped Me Realise Who I am.A Story by Cinematic N0stalgiaRory Gilmore, from the hit tv-showGilmore Girlsfrom the early 2000s, is a character I emulated when I was younger. Her goody-too-shoes, by-the-book ch.. |
MirrorA Poem by Wild Willow BlueYou are the only one that matters |
Happy HomeA Poem by The Elusive Mr DunneHappy Home“Happy Home”I was surrounded by people who didn't respect me, so I upped and I left/And began to focus on self improvement, to t.. |
Privilege PainsA Poem by conceited_catsWe played with pain, As all privileged children do. It was a mystery, This deep emotional intensity. A kind of pain we thought we may have felt B.. |
A Right of TraumaA Poem by conceited_catsI was 14 I was 14 and I was passed out High on weed and cheap wine And you still put your dick in me And every time I doubt myself And every time.. |
Shadows of the night ...A Poem by TangowilliamTrue loves ways .. |
Die In My PrayersA Poem by The Elusive Mr Dunne"Die In My Prayers"I've never had much, but what I had I've lost/My heart turned cold, then the cold turned to frostThe frost turned to ice, and iced .. |
LoathingA Poem by Richard William Mueller I..I hate myself and it shows |