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Who We AreA Poem by Welcome To My NightmareA word from the outsiders |
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If I GoA Poem by The Things She NotedAnd if I goBefore you believed was my timeFind peaceAnd understandingIn my consciousness of what it meant to be aliveAnd though I lived a lifeWhere su.. |
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Poem #1A Poem by heart2heartThis poem might just answer some of your questions. I don't give a specific title to my poems, as everyone have their own perspective I want to le.. |
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Mathilda Miracle chpater 1A Chapter by theboldfoxMathilda gets expelled for turning a fellow student green |
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Keung IIA Chapter by JMKane117This one took a while. The big event catches up to Keung Shi on a peaceful morning out to breakfast with his family. |
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EVIL KEIKO AND THE YOUNG MAN WHO LACKED SEXA Story by rodolfo beltranA master, professional dominatrix receives the task of training a young university student on the art of sex, so he can impress a fellow student he is.. |
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Is There No Truth? | Atheism and ChristianityA Story by RandomAuthorOverHereWhat is truth? And why should you care? Because it defines everything. |
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chemistry majorA Poem by Lizzie MadlochThere are circles under her coffee cup When she picks it up between equations. There are circles under her eyes, too.There’s a tattoo of the fir.. |
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surpriseA Chapter by Lyn Andersonsometimes surprises can be nasty |
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I realizeA Chapter by Lyn AndersonI can't help it, this is the up and down nature of the current turn of events |
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A Type of ReaperA Poem by JustManiacalI am only as smart as those around me |
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Numerous Blue NotesA Poem by Robert RonnowSitting, trying to write, nothingcomes to me. Nothing is what it'll have to be.Over the weekend and immediatelyfollowing the election demonstrations i.. |
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The Gifted OnesA Poem by BThis one is for you sweet child in the red specs |
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The Bus Conductor and the PassengersA Poem by Onyia-Ali, Kingsley Chukw..'Give me my change; bus conductor!' Or.... |
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First ContactA Poem by Space EnemaHi, I’m the Space Enema I would say “Greetings, Earthlings” But I don’t feel welcomed And your species isn’.. |
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BettyA Poem by OnlymeShe was dainty in statureand old and frail. Her name was Betty.And every day shemade sure she wentout to get a few bitsin her trolley food wise.She li.. |
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Spelled outA Chapter by Beth LindsayA poem about pressures of being a child and a teen. |
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