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A Poem by ANR
You ask me how I am,and I tell you a lie.I call you half a man,when I'm only halfway living life.I've been running for a while,afraid of my own mind.I..
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A Story by ANR
“We’re lost.” Jimmy Reid announced with a declaring voice as he planted his fist on his hips. “Definitely lost.” Conner..
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A Story by ANR
Operation: Fix ItAgreeing was something people usually did with me, but not this time. This time, people disagreed when I said he was cute. I m..
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A Poem by ANR
What happens to overachievers
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A Poem by ANR
I was once told that the body is a temple and that anyone who wishes to worship within it, should be chosen wisely, and that the choice should be base..
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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A Poem by ANR
He's bluehis body lifeless.Tell me hashis soul really left us?I prayfor a heartbeatBut todaythe angels must not owe me...He's deadits so obvious.Almos..
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A Poem by ANR
*TW* This poem is about suicide.
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A Poem by ANR
I always end up with you,there's nothing left that I can do.So I might as well quit trying,to fly when I know I should be fighting,for you...Ups and d..
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A Poem by ANR
I cannot wash your blood off my hands.I am the woman no one can stand.I bury bodies deep in the sand.Tell me Mama,what was I like before the storm hit..
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