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Where my dog took meA Poem by Nicholas Woode-SmithYou spend your entire life in control, but what if you just let go? |
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Untitled No. 4A Poem by Maddi SnowdenEver since that serpent of a smile slithered across your lips, I’ve wanted nothing more then to be the reason it twists.. |
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Untitled No. 5A Poem by Maddi SnowdenI have forgotten yourfavorite song on yourfavorite album but Ican still rememberthe way your song likebreath hit everynote on my lipstained neck.(M.S... |
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ContradictionsA Poem by Maddi SnowdenI am constantly amazed at howeasily people cancontradictthemselves.A man who wants to live to see hisgrandchildren smokes a pack a day.A woman who wan.. |
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SoundsA Poem by Maddi SnowdenThere are sounds in my life thatI never want to forget.The way my dad's keys jingle whenhe slides them into the lock,signaling his arrival.The way my .. |
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Holding HandsA Poem by Maddi SnowdenI'm not sure why,but there is nothing more satisfying thanholding hands with someonefor the first time.To feel the strength in their hands andthe way .. |
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Playing GolfA Poem by ElChaffinchA short humorous piece about golf and a person. Style inspired by the likes of Ivor Cutler. ©2014 all rights reserved. |
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The TunnelA Poem by Andrez CervantesWhat was felt. What was seen. What was experienced. |
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Playing poolA Poem by ElChaffinchPlaying pool |
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Tattered DollA Story by Lusus NaturaeI describe myself here using an analogy to crafting. |
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DeforestationA Poem by NikolasWe analogize our families to trees Growing and branching off of each other But trees are cyclic Sprouting, growing, blooming, and dying Do.. |
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An AnalogyA Story by erinwritesThere isn't a big difference between music and drugs |
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Life LessonA Story by RoyRogersA Clock is never truly broken until someone points it out |
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Beach of EmotionsA Poem by Angela SparksThe waves of happiness come crashing down They pull back again so they can be re-found The sand between my toes dig into my feet They are the lan.. |
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DisguiseA Story by Eliot KnightMust we step into one's shoes to understand them? |
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Broken VaseA Poem by NobodyMy family is like a broken vase. The Vase; shelters the whole, by the most subtle poke was it shattered to pieces. Crack by crack, fragile as .. |
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Cold CoffeeA Poem by Pandora E.One of my personal favourites, I hope you enjoy. |
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You Can't Call This "Winter"A Poem by Nico ReznickUnpretty words |
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