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It was murderA Poem by TeaganIf I end up dead,It wasn't suicide.It was murder.Every time you laughed at me,Every time you yelled at me,You made yourself the victim of my illness,Y.. |
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His Wicked PleasureA Poem by LizCorleyThe touch of your lips to my face makes me tremble so vulnerably. The sharp claws of your hand run along my pale, thin, neck; my pulse jumping er.. |
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AttacksA Poem by LizCorleyThe tiles aren't arranged correctly. There's a smudge on the mirror. The pictures don't run parallel to the floor. There's one painting mistake on.. |
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The Nothing WarriorsA Poem by LizCorleyI catch the red iron dawn just as it fades away into morning. The golden globe of light rises over the fields that I call home. The inva.. |
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Waiting for a TrainA Story by LizCorleyShe waits for a train when she can do nothing else. |
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CareA Poem by t.m.What is it that I care about anymore?Clearly not myself, but maybe anything else.I care about the money I'm not makingand I care about the people for .. |
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Save YourselfA Poem by t.m.I spend my time trying to stop others from being like me. I tell them the things people tell me, About how I want them to live And breathe and be.. |
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because I'm sick of feeling for youA Poem byit’s been eighteen days sinceyour breath charred my skinand fingertips lacerated the trustI once revered as unblemished.now I know what it is li.. |
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The Day My Heart ShatteredA Poem by Michael XavierI lost someone very important to me to suicide and coped with it through writing. |
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You.A Poem by Michael XavierYet another work for my partner. |
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old memoriesA Poem by macybluetw: this is a spoken word poem that revolves around my time in an abusive relationship. |
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