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TodayA Poem by Azalee SchmetterlingA very short blurb of metaphor for when we realize that our denial is no longer valid. |
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To God Of NotA Poem by soadyTo question your idea of God is to understand this song. It is actually a love song. |
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GeorgeA Poem by Katharine EileneThis poem describes what I was going through when I had went from one relationship to another and found TRUE love. |
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WaitingA Poem by Mark Anthony Games (Human..When tiredness has long since pastExhaustion is just another crumbled dreamThis is where I standI have left this place,Recoiled my feet from the rotti.. |
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Evil AngelA Story by Bubbles_94How can things go from bad to worse?I ask myself that question everyday. It seems that's all I ever ask myself anymore. It repeats over & over in .. |
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Gain the WorldA Poem by tgplanoHow long have you denied a passion, the thing that could make you and keep you truly alive? |
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KeymasterA Poem by Max Whipple IIISelf destruction, denial and depression |
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We Trick OurselvesA Poem by Max Whipple IIIAll our heroes are dead.. |
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Not Quite a VictimA Poem by Max Whipple IIIMy own worst enemy.. |
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26A Poem by Max Whipple IIIStagnation treadmill |
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Firing into the DarknessA Poem by Max Whipple IIIFeeding my fear |
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NothingA Poem by Max Whipple III( ) |
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Wish it was a lieA Poem by Nykie RMy denial of a loved ones death. |
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A Freshman in DenialA Poem by kookoobananasA silly poem I wrote about hating my schedule as a college freshman |
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Of Sex and LoveA Poem by Z. ShepherdHave you ever tried to convince yourself that powerful feelings are illogical? Have you experienced bliss in union, but denied yourself a complete co.. |
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CHAPTER XV. TIME OF DENIALA Chapter by DhayeI don’t know why I am afraid to show my feelings after all that had happened to us. |
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Logically CrazyA Poem by Iris Ethereal aka Jaclyn ..I wrote this not knowing what It meant. Now, years later, it makes perfect sense. It's about when you care deeply for someone(friend or lover) and rea.. |
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