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ExposedA Poem by Andy RuffettA sexual experience exposed. This is a new version with hopefully more passion so let me know if that's the show I've exposed. |
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Loving CapacityA Poem by AbraxasbirdA silver thread in the dark |
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Exposed for youA Poem by WaitForBetterAs I exposed myself to the glare in your eye, I realise that this is not something for me to do Don't confuse yourself I do know that this isn't some.. |
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UnknownA Poem by TranscendRealityThey say love is often hidden right in front of your eyes, Won’t you look my way, so you can gaze into mine? You’ve crawled into every .. |
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To end in iceA Poem by em810She walks on and on and on Her feet don’t tire But muscles begin to fade Her strength wavers Eyes flash It’s ice cold .. |
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CASUAL FRIDAYA Poem by kublakhan2703 08 13 |
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Stories for a ChildA Poem by thekingNot a story for a child. Just saying. |
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The World ExposedA Poem by alexthe world exposedteenagers experimentsgone wrongangry parents yellingconfused childrenthe world exposedthe longing for lovesettlingfor something thatr.. |
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ShadowsA Poem by Shayna JoyceFree Verse |
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You Turn Me OnA Story by The Violent Wolfmicro flash fiction |
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Great attributes and homes of Vine VeraA Story by vineveravine vera |
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ExposedA Poem by ayejodieShards of glass, they thread my skin. Feeling cold, I hear them sing. Outside to stand, For the world to see. Their every word, Has broken me. .. |
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PerksA Poem by Dark MessengerThe Perks of the tortured soul. It may scare you as we drop our masks of ignorance. But It's ok, I swear. We just want people to understand... |
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ExposedA Poem by GreenEyedPoetWritten 4/28/15 Where do I find refuge now? |
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LinesA Poem by OverEmotionLines. Lines cover my Body. My arms My stomach My legs All these lines are Fading. But not completely Going away. Th.. |
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Why I Wake Up at 3 A.M.A Poem by 7wordsleftunsaidWhat emptiness does to a person. I needed an outlet at 7:40 and this is the best I could come up with. |
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SilenceA Story by justwritingstuffSilence I can hear the sound of a clock, though my eyes can’t place it. The steady rhythm of the tick.. |
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