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Hear My VoiceA Poem by EliasHear My VoiceHear my voice Hear it dance to the tune of my brain buzz Until the motor of thoughts creates fuzz And explodes And leaves y.. |
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Sweet NothingsA Poem by ArchaicDreamerSweet nothings whispered in your ear... |
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Each Line a TimeA Poem by V. P. TrujilloEach a specific thought, not so much drifting off. |
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Merely a beingA Poem by KimThis is about how we aren't that different from each other that it might seem from time to time |
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WHAT IS RIGHT (Ghazal)A Chapter by DhayeAh! This society… |
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Sitting On The FloorA Poem by Rose BlackHe looked me in the eye And said, “Now.” I sat on the floor. I always sat on the floor. |
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The ChimesA Poem by Savannah BlyDo you hear the chimes? |
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Why do you hate me?A Poem by JohannaThis is a really important poem to me. I explained everything before you start reading.. |
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did the James Brown spared no wordsA Poem by Shirlenalistening without hearing |
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"I am, I am, I am"A Poem by EmilyDon't tell me you can seeit in my eyes. I know you can't---I've kept them closed for so long---And I can't see at all anymore.Don't tell me you can he.. |
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A Dance with My Self, Writ—Away in ElementsA Poem by V. P. TrujilloA dream from a time ago, written from somewhere away. |
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A Child's VoiceA Poem by Alfred KukitzWhen did you first realize innocence was upon your ear? |
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It's In The Code Of Our DNAA Poem by Stephen J. VattimoA poem about worshiping a god is in our DNA |
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Never say hiA Poem by JohannaTwo in one day.. I know.. but I´ve made a really great friend who inspired me |
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I am crazyA Poem by potatoOnly six words, but they work so well |
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Can I HearA Poem by Healing StarI can't explain this one - it's like trying to explain a butterfly. where do you start. |
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Self Titled - The FoolA Book by Andrez CervantesGoing inside the mind to find out what it means to truly be truth - myself. |
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All I Ever BeenA Poem by Healing StarA song in the Night, a dream from the Stars |
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NegotiationA Poem by Robert RonnowChipmunks, squirrels collectingbitternut hickory, chirpingagainst a small owl cruisinglow beneath the trees.Everyone has gone this morningto school or.. |
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