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Where am I going, where have I been?It feels like a dream, what I once was, and what you all once were.The world looked so big, and stretched out fore..
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Everyone is hereexcept me.They laugh and cry,I live a lie.Melodies blare!Words hang in the air -going nowhereMe?I just stare -fully awarethat(we)are a..
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A bit of stream of consciousness writing. No thought went into this.
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Sadness is madness,When you can't see its end -Your life is Schizophrenic,When your thoughts start to blend.Palpitations of despondence,Forever drain ..
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A bit of stream of consciousness writing
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My first poem to be published in my college's literary magazine
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The story of death
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I am sorry for what I am,Please hold me with Grace,I cannot cover this blemish,Without removing my faceI run from the devil,With whom I flirt,I long f..
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Two hearts inside me,
One made of feathers and one made of steel,
Both wander free,
One of them is fake and one of them is real.
Why ..
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How do we deal our own tragedy? How do we deal with others? A psychiatrist loses his daughter but must continue his professional career helping others..
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