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Tired.A Poem by G. AndersonUnfinished. I'd like suggestions on an ending. |
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Winter Once AgainA Poem by G. AndersonAs the leaves gently meet the ground, kissing the dry blades of grass with colors of gold and red and brown... And sometimes they turn black. .. |
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Razor Kissed WristsA Poem by Nicole"Life is easy with your eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see" -John Lennon |
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Imperfections, imperfectionsA Poem by ZacharyImperfections are perfections. We just have to embrace it somehow. |
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Amidst the ChaosA Poem by embeddedMy mother’s voice is the tip of a dragonfly’s wing. My sister’s voice is silk-smooth and unwearable. My father’s voice is a .. |
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FetterA Poem by AprilI say: "Good morning everyone",Turn on the light. The morning sunWill never choose to greet this placeOf greed-trapped minds and sheer disgrace.Some b.. |
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Not the same YOUA Poem by serpentMet her after 2 years and she was nomore the person she once used to be. |
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Everlasting LightA Poem by cassandra violetA love poem, but one with a sad ending. |
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The Wisdom of the MoonA Poem by cassandra violetA poem about not taking others advice and learning the lesson on our own. |
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The Tide Under The MoonA Poem by cassandra violetA poem about feelings like you can't control your emotions |
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unfloweringA Poem by Adolesshe has made my bones shiver when her eyes lit upon him(each man distantly a lover was fuckedinto burial by her hips and soft orgasms of his namewere .. |
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dinghyA Poem by Adoleswhen i surrender i am burdened by your last words,(I give voice to wind and surrenderthe space I have devoted to love:it means nothing to a tilting sh.. |
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necroticA Poem by AdolesI am truly in need of something and perhaps this is a way to find some light "some kind of plea" by sleep artist |
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I, himalayaA Poem by Adolesyou are wrong, I am not the sounds of heat light and pain but the waves and leaves and mute. you paint me violent and uncompromising even while .. |
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nadiA Poem by AdolesI smell of honeydew and brown sugar, undone like the dark rivulet of hairYour eyes held smoldering fire as I lay naked upon your scented sheetsthe glo.. |
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Wool and ThunderA Poem by gardens and graveyardsIt was late one night,and I had some company.A pretty young girlthat I met a few weeks earlierwho laughed at most of my jokesand forgave.. |
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Won'tA Poem by L'Enfant TerribleIs answerIs choiceGod spilledbloodover brainsheart n' soul Weburntoversanityeachdayeveryweekforfiveyearsendessly Missed endeavourto keep sanityon tra.. |
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