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SundayA Poem by NatashaDo you ever look back on simple moments and wonder, why can't this day repeat itself over and over? Those rare, perfect, simple, moments, mostly share.. |
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Sunday, Bloody SundayA Story by Naomi BloomMarried bliss has become a chore for Renata Jizzabelli, an engineer who routinely retreats to the bad part of town to satisfy her urges... |
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Sunday MorningA Poem by AnastasiaBettsWhat church going family hasn't experienced this? What mom hasn't felt this way? At the time I felt like I was the only one going through this... no.. |
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“Manic” (bi-polaroid android kodachrome cataco..A Poem by stephen dillonpart 2 of cinderblock its basicaily the opposite emotions |
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Palm SundayA Story by Bishop R. Joseph OwlesThe reign of King David was coming to an end. To put it plainly he was old. He was definitely tired. The first half of his life was spent building a k.. |
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Rot, Worthy JewelA Poem by Poe Reddno desc. |
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The Pastor's WivesA Poem by Christine the BeanA villanelle. If you're a pastor's kid, this is relatable. |
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Poems by the Weirdo of ElmwoodA Book by Abdul Batin Osman BeyA bunch of poems with wide ranging topics. |
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Sunday MorningA Poem by Jack...A song I wrote and sang with the Contemporary Christian Group - Prism |
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We Build ShellsA Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman BeyMy first winter in Worcester |
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Sunday SenryuA Poem by Frieda PYou make me feel...soeasylike Sundaymorningthat'sthe best AMEN |
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Breakfast in BedA Poem by Michael G. SmithSunday morning bakingSweet tastes of...Homemade cookingBefore breakfast in bedDesserts in...The land of milk and honey |
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Days like theseA Poem by Joe PalmerDays like these.It’s days like these when Rome would Fall.Days like this, I don’t care at all.Life just lingers, butdeath, that calls...Bu.. |
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ONLY SAY THE WORDA Chapter by DhayeA song |
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Sunday MorningsA Poem by Azure Montessa (Blue)10/29/13 |
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Sunday NightA Poem by scottkildayI started writing this poem on a Sunday Night wherein I couldn't sleep and my head began to race. We've all been there. The week begins in a few hours.. |
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So Many Tears!A Poem by Bonaventure OnuabuchiWritten/dedicated to the memory of my dad, Mr. Njoku Sunday Akputa who passed on 19th january, 2014. May his soul rest in peace. |
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The Lay Of A Cold Hand!A Poem by Bonaventure OnuabuchiWritten and dedicated to the memory of my dad, Mr. Njoku Akputa who passed away on 19th january, 2014. |
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The Little Things.A Poem by MilyMaybe it is about watching the sun set. Starring, taking all the beauty in. Maybe it's about waking up early on Sunday mornings,just to drink coff.. |
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