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To themA Poem by Alexander D. MayA story about death. Which for all things, is inevitable. I right this to all who have died and all that will die. Especially, the ones close to you a.. |
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Graham's MotherA Poem by PratikA mother's greatest sin |
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The SnakesA Poem by Poe Reddno desc. eh you know me already. |
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Eulogy for ElanoraA Story by Angela PayneThe story of how he met her. |
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LifeA Poem by HetraLower me slowly Cover me completely Roses upon me Satin beneath me Tears of sorrow Thoughts of joy The journey begins To a ne.. |
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The box.A Story by A Social CorpseRemember your dreams. |
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The Crystal RoseA Poem by NeoGen87this I wrote for my grandmothers funeral. she loved her family and her garden. she was a sweet woman. so I had wrote it to accommodate that |
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Vivacious LoveA Poem by NeoGen87This I wrote after I had been woken up to a phone call being told that my cousin whom I had grown up with had just passed away that night. |
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August LivesA Story by Aruna IyerAugust, 1888. Death is a busy affair. Tears get wiped away in haste, last respects are laid to rest at cold feet and the idea of a smile is forgo.. |
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A Place of ClosureA Story by Tiffany KelleyWrote in memory of my brother's funeral. |
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Looking Through MeA Poem by NatashaI wish the rain to be death on my body, so my skin would feel no more. No touch, the glitter spreads around me. The doves soar, As I am env.. |
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A Better PlaceA Poem by Z bangbangmaxwella poem about passing... |
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Great Aunt Gillian's FuneralA Story by Autumn-HouseA brief childhood memory. |
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The Gavalskavich FortuneA Stage Play by Molly Liz(Rough draft) The script of a short play, In which the main character discovers the true nature of her families wealth in the midst of her absentee fa.. |
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Sea FuneralA Poem by Penninc & VostaertSea FuneralThe water washes gently around me. The wind blows softly in my hair. The salt bites in the ripped open wounds. The ground swell lifts.. |
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Flowers at the End to A New BeginningA Poem by Saint No-Onepoem I wrote just over a year ago as new love blossomed from old pain and I faced a winter of self discovery |
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Silent endingA Poem by DakaraiThis is a poem about finality of death. |
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