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The Real EnemyA Poem by Harmartia PoeShots are fired. Friend or foe? Who’s the enemy? Nobody knows. It’s not a soldier a nurse, a Jew, or even a Nazi wi.. |
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Forgotten WorldsA Poem by Alfred KukitzThe Middle East visits consciousness. |
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TerrorismA Poem by MoonlightThis poem is some of my thoughts shaping into words on hearing the current situation of Paris and other places suffering terror attacks. |
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Icarus, Chapter 3: NoisesA Poem by gabiaimeeThere are too many |
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Failed rape of the waitress in Purgatory.A Story by anderson_capano one is around. unknown location. strange looking being in front of you. and the waitress... |
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Ideational NoteA Poem by Twiztid PoetessTired of the abuse, a written death note. |
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For the students in KenyaA Poem by JohannaA poem for those poor students in Kenya who died. Sad that the world dosen´t pay as much attention just because it happened in Africa. |
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Almost ShotA Poem by SammMGFrom conception to carefree in what lays aheadBullets barely miss their targetA naive smile painted is a red herringFor he feels far more than he lets.. |
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SurrenderA Story by MelissaAndresTwo rival gangs clash as one tries to stop the other from destroying their property. |
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The End of Lash LaverneA Chapter by Leon CIn which Lash Laverne's bath comes to a premature end. Maggie loses out on a customer. Abel wishes Cain was more amiable |
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Hand Me My BulletsA Poem by EmilyIf he's lucky, I'll be to drunk |
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THE WEARY BLOODY WARA Story by Peter RogersonImagine a state where there's always war, always bombs falling, always orphans scrabbling in the filth.... |
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Poetry On FilmA Screenplay by avant security guard2nd Amendment NRA rantish vibe short script poem |
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DeathbedA Poem by Ned YboaDreamers stop dreaming The brave went into hiding Numbers slowly decreasing As laughter turned into desperate pleading Raining.. |
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Face me...A Poem by Sachi RuayaSmall Description of what it would feel like on the battlefield... |
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GRISELDA UP AND AWAYA Chapter by Peter RogersonIt's time to find away to breakfast and out of the Whitehouse.... |
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