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How I felt today, when I wrote this. Judge me for it.
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A poem made of several pieces of writing, layered in rhymes and connected by words. Finally finished! No more need to edit. It's ready to be read.
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A more detailed version of a previous poem, called Paradise.
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A feeling I have when I see all the people suffering in this world, be it under cruel governments, horrible human beings, no food or water, or polluti..
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Poetry doesn't just write itself.
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A shorter poem. Not a particularly good one because I haven't been feeling to well lately, but a poem's a poem. Even if it is mediocre.
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An angry, sad poem about death and the absence of fairness between life and death
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Fighting for a scrap of respect is hard when your unwanted.
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A song for the ones that I lost on the way here, never to see again, forgotten women and men, I'm sending them my regards behind the iron bars of real..
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A poem that just came out somehow. It's really dark and grotesque, so this is a warning before reading.
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