![Inside](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
My mind is scrambledI hear mumbles in the shadowsI look round and roundand see nothing for hoursmy heart feels numbmy heart feels painwhy does he stil..
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![Her Life](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
This poem is something personal. I've been through a lot, I still go through depression, though it is better, I look back to remember what I'm thankfu..
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![The Mirror](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Reflection looking back at me but I don't feel like they see me I don't feel like I see me what Is happiness what Is anger what Is sadness wh..
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![Your Ego](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Bruised ego Swallowed pride you like to shove dominance in my face and I always wondered why do you feel out of control or are you simply an a*****e..
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![Rock Bottom](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
This is a poem about something that occurred in my past, It was a rough time for me. I was in a bad situation, that I got out of. It was my "Rock Bott..
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![My Forbidden Fruit](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
In this poem, I use metaphors to describe a relationship I once had.
An ex and my father. It's safe to say the relationship was complicated.
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![Mia Madre](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
This poem I wrote for my mother, through everything she's stood by me. My mom is Italian, so I have inserted two verses for her. - lei 'e mia Madre -(..
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![Him](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
I have seen him many times through many glances though I will always remember when I saw, how I saw him I knew before it started I would fall I kne..
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![To This](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
when did we change from playing dress up an sleeping with stuff animals to this when did we age from floating happily through life to questioning ev..
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![Scars, Inside and Out](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Full of scars, - aches, - pains, but when he smiles, he helps the pain go away when he laughs, he helps the aches go away when he listen..
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