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Degeneration of SocietyA Poem by kaylaWhat's it called when "making fun" isn't fun anymore?When an elementary school girl islying dead on the floor.What happens when the school didn't do a.. |
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Whatshername's JourneyA Story by TayThis stemmed from a short opening I first posted as a blog on another site. People asked me to continue it, so I did. And now, months later, this is t.. |
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SafetyA Poem by Emily Dickinson Jr.A poem about a child's nightmare and life. PLZ READ |
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Angelic DreamsA Poem by Danielle NicoleI notice that some people do not like religious poems and stories. If you are one of those people, you may surprise yourself and actually enjoy readin.. |
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The Beating of My MusicA Poem by ZarahMore of my old work, using music to hide from reality |
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The Fish and the BullA Poem by Natashaduality speaking. |
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It'll Be Ok.A Poem by WitheredOrchidA very short poem I say to my kids when they are worried. |
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NicholeA Poem by ShaneBerryfirst poem ever for Nikki, just like the one for tori, it is a 'rap' i MISS THEM ALL!!! |
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The OffenderA Poem by ShaneBerryOffender Hold that honey close, Hold her tight compress her. Say that I am angry, Call me the Aggressor, This sure as hell aint no.. |
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BLANKETED SILK IM INA Poem by SouladareateaseMANY TIMES AT A FEW OLD HAUNTS |
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The GuardiansA Poem by EuroThey protect us all the time. |
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Run.A Poem by AnaYou should run away, like never before.Scared of your own shadowOf your own mind.Never forgetting the nightmares,the dreams.But at the same your safet.. |
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Dreams are Probably in Black and WhiteA Book by YouoweYoupayThe story of friendship, trust, and love between two mistreated and discriminated against poles. |
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SnowmanA Chapter by YouoweYoupayVivid colors stirred my jealousy.. |
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Blue ButterfliesA Chapter by YouoweYoupayMy dreams had the element of sorrow everywhere, even in scenes where I featured as the hero. |
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Beyond the PinesA Poem by Arly ParentThere's a place they never speak ofthe place beyond the pinesthe place where youngold Walter laydead beneath the RhineThere's a place they never speak.. |
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