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Over The Edge.A Poem by SlimBizkitOn the cliff we stand.Closer and closer do I come to the edge.But it's not of my intentions.You keep pushing me.You corner me,more and more.My feet be.. |
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Sunrise (a poem)A Poem by Joshua Donahuea poem about the sense of forever as a couple steps into the next chapter of their lives. |
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MesmerizedA Poem by Maroon SurrealAmazed by your beautyAnd with all of your glory.You are lifting me upAnd away. |
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Run-AwayA Poem by AWhiteRoseA short poem, that I also put in German because I'm starting to really love the language. |
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AwayA Poem by Geoffrey SavageOn the spot. |
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InnocenceA Poem by Jock Engelman(original upload found here: http://truml.com/profile/poetry-detail/96883 ) |
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DreamlandA Poem by CrifaYou're living in a dream land,Where everything is alright,Where people are linked like a band,And nobody ever fights.Reality is not the same,You cause.. |
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Take Me AwayA Poem by Wild Willow BlueI understand what it means to be hungry.. |
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RaptureA Poem by Wild Willow BlueNot even I.. |
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Run Away.A Poem by zoehambridgeSo tell me what to do,I'll listen. Just because you're you,Should I run away?Save myself from pain?Or stay?And be wrapped around and have you wrapped .. |
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Life and other messes I've made so far.A Story by zoehambridgeI've always pushed people away. It's something I can honestly say was more like a natural reflex, as soon as somebody got close, I panicked and wanted.. |
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what i gotta sayA Poem by Harley (arbiter)Title says it all |
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Angels are Just Another Form of SlavesA Poem by kera moondustWatching as walls Melt some Divine state of mind Possessions are limited Edition like the Ink on your walls scribbled out of sharpie.. |
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Anchor AdieuA Poem by Zee NoirAnchor Adieu 6-17-12 Voices scream out in pain from within, Not a single sound is heard, no end to this gloom. The dark clouds surroun.. |
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Chapter Four: Robbing Banks and Other Fun Activiti..A Chapter by AbbieRaven and Liam are robbing a bank, will they get away with it? |
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Casting Red LineA Poem by Ripple of Aqua"If you're the type to cut the strings, then I'm the one that falls with the pieces in my hands; it's always happened before, and it'll happen a milli.. |
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