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Between Us TwoA Poem by Rindouthe story of two friends, who compare each other. In competition, but do they know how the other really sees them? |
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There is always a story behindA Story by sedulous_mindalmost every wierd behaviour has its logical reasons behind it |
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She’s MeA Poem by Maanya AroraSometimes you’re wrong about yourself yet, it’s worth to try. |
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Quiet Enough For Long EnoughA Poem by ThoughtsWithoutAMindA poem by a voice in my head Trigger warning for: suicide, pills, self harm |
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nothing left to looseA Poem by sedulous_mindsome lines about the year being sick |
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Wander with meA Poem by Anne MartinAnother Hot Tub poem |
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To Make Them Happy...A Story by Jennifer WebsterPeople use their talents and create social media videos to make them sane during a pandemic such as this one; Here are my thoughts... |
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A Death Wish - 2009 Discovery CollectionA Poem by Armistead LindseyA poem found in a folder of my works from 2009. While not the best piece of writing, its an important part of the journey https://thepoetarmiste.. |
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Perky PeekyA Poem by Anne MartinForetaste of the aftertaste, never chaste |
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CunnilinguistA Poem by Anne MartinLetting my mind wander. No. 69 (of course) of my hot tub series |
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I am meA Poem by GiselDays are rough and lonesome Loud and fast paced Sitting around consumed by boredom A new life with which I am faced A beautiful daughter Happy.. |
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Pain and SufferingA Poem by DirefulCowJust a random poem I whipped up when thinking about the world. |
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Prose to SenryuA Poem by Carina BaumertA poem, to me, is:a wave of fresh laundry caressing the senses / brisk laundry freshnessAnd you are walkin.. |
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One with a Broken Heart…A Story by Jennifer WebsterA pandemic can change everything... |
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The ConversationA Story by E.L. GrimesA quarantined breakfast turns into a deep discussion about the coronavirus. |
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Swimming against the flowA Story by sedulous_mindwhat makes you different makes you beautiful |
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Can someone tell me who I amA Poem by RedravenI want to turn it all off, flick the light switch I want to run from my mind, hide like a child during a game I want to dim the lights, lick my .. |
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Thoughts in TeirmA Poem by AnnaThat distant and misty, shrouded deep;an inevitable terror for the man asleep.Paralyzed by the empty of nothingness;a heart which begs, with none to b.. |
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