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They hurt the most, the little things.When they are denied.I wanted to go with you, I did.I tried to tell you, I really tried.You passed it off as jok..
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A short monologue about trust. I think it comes under "Story" but please correct me if I'm wrong.
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And maybe in the end,You were never a true friend.All the questions that you ask,So in your own glory, you could bask.And never did you stop,to see th..
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Short write. On writing.
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If anybody has any ideas for the title of this poem, I would gladly take it!
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Sometimes I want to write, and I can't. Here is a poem about me not being able to write. For the irony, a piece of writing about not being able to wri..
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Sometimes when things are really wrong,Without a second thought, you just say "nothing I'm tired, that's all",And it's not a lie, it's one of the only..
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I'm 21.My body's probably 50.My mind 35, and had a traumatic life.My imagination fluctuates between 12 and25.My sex drive, is a very repressed, 14-yea..
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I tried to say the right words.
To become the antidote to your poisoned mind.
And when I realised you were as much the antidote as the poison.
I t..
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I know I'll get through this.
Walking home through a raging storm.
I know it'll stop,
And I'll get there.
But in that moment I
Don't care.
I..
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