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Hands Stained InkA Poem by Adam M. SnowHands stained ink of black and red. On the brink of what was said, |
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Six Feet Under the StarsA Poem by AshleyDeyPoetryA poem about looking up at the stars and longing for a place you can call home. |
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Time and SpaceA Poem by G.W. Saitreuxa reflection |
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The MoonA Poem by Mrudula RaniAs the sun dipped into the horizon to quench his thirst of roaming, Settling birds and street lamps welcomed the evening! Night entered wearing .. |
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Kadri Scores Two In Leafs WinA Story by HockeygirlA recap of last night's Toronto/Dallas game. |
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I Felt it During the DayA Poem by G.W. Saitreuxtrying something a little different |
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SpaceA Poem by AnnaSpace is cold and empty like a winter's cemetery,stars are an illusion created by dreams and memory.The cosmos are full of this vast open nothing,and .. |
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Blind To BeautyA Poem by SeemsPoeticIt was... As if… The world…. Ceased to amaze them The wisdom of the trees no longer could they hear |
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Dream Scheme (Pt. II)A Poem by G.W. Saitreuxcontinuation of previous and future dreams |
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Worth the StarsA Poem by WillaDanversSometimes we forget our worth. This is just to remind you all that you are worth it. Every ounce of you is worth loving. Everyday. |
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homeA Poem by Alfred Kukitzcome on in |
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Destiny is Predetermined in This Physically Finite..A Poem by BrittBratBroskiScars We all have them We all leave them Either burned by intense passion Or by getting stabbed repeat.. |
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ScabsA Poem by BrittBratBroskiNovember 29, 2013 |
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An InvitationA Poem by shockandaweI'll sit and watch the night go on without youThe moon smiles for she knows what the future holdsStay calm, don't be alarmedNo one will be harmedAs lo.. |
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I am a woman In Love with the Setting StarsA Poem by HelenaAn idea from "The Night Abraham Called to the Stars” |
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Untitled 01A Poem by ScarlettWingsOne cigarette, I am waiting to meet him.Two cigarette, I found out he is taken with another girl.Three cigarette, I am very disturbed.Four cigarette, .. |
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I was almost beginning to love the stars againA Poem by DanielleAfter a break up, it feels like you're always going to be left with a permanent scar. This poem uniquely describes that in a scientific and metaphoric.. |
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Flowers in my mouthA Poem by DanielleClose encounters |
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