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SilenceA Poem by SheActsLikeSummerDarkness envelops me... |
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Ode to MusingA Poem by Honestly, AbeMuse I make my homeSettling myself around youIn a purple stone bowl-It fills faster than I can photographA distinct moment andI lord over a brea.. |
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Four + WaysA Chapter by AllisonForward, Backward, Left, or Right? |
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~So Quiet~A Poem by Mr.AllegoryA song thing I just wrote~~~ |
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DriftingA Poem by Wild Willow BlueA great presence, now, forever lost.. |
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The UnheardA Poem by Brooke Swej“Deep in my heart I'm concealing things that I'm longing to say. Scared to confess what I'm feeling - frightened you'll slip away.” ~Madon.. |
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In the Quiet Hours Before the AlarmA Poem by L-inqueWaking up with a friend in your thoughts. |
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A conversation with my friendA Poem by EmpressPoetessSomeone asked me what inspires me. The is one of many things of nature and life, that inspires my muse. |
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Take ChargeA Poem by Mazie TackettForgive and forget, that's what I'm always told. Everyone will just sit, and watch their life unfold. No one speaking their mind, or saying what .. |
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Five + KissesA Chapter by AllisonCount them as they go. |
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I rambled in a fiery wakeA Poem by Diana ChristinaExcerpts from a lost vacation. |
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Put a Sock in ItA Story by JCThe story is about a boy who asks questions all the time. The problem is all of these questions drive everyone crazy! One day his mom stuffs a sock .. |
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The Past Is The Smoke That Billows From Your Cigar..A Poem by Evangeline Allyson MonroeMy faith enormous, My love tumultuous."What the hell came into us?"You might be askin' yourself, "Why me, Why us, Why now, Why there, Why this and tha.. |
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Six + OrdersA Chapter by AllisonBossy |
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MaelstromA Poem by RomAnnaMy being is filled with uncertainty and fear. And my physiological is a free spirit. Life has something to tell me, Revere. But what I need, I can&.. |
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Things Left UnsaidA Poem by Trish KyleMurmurs and whispersand tweets in twitter.Guess it started midwinter.When I whimpered.Guess somethings are left inclose.Not daring to make it show.Tho.. |
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Tortured SoulA Poem by Isabelle FayeI just started writing it at midnight because the first stanza suddenly came to me as I was doing something else. I'm afraid the poem doesn't make muc.. |
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The Murders of SilenceA Poem by NicoleSilence comes on a deadly card,His lips are tied, and his face is scarred,He’ll leave a coin to mark his place,Like a book mark left behind a bo.. |
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