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Agony WithinA Poem by Scarlet LetterI just express what I feel.... |
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Beneath Still WatersA Poem by Adam M. SnowBeneath still waters lie lost memories, Of sullied dreams cast into seas. Yet mine lost in a thousand days, By my foreknown separate ways, |
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Truth revealedA Book by SweetRainDropsAfter having his heart broken twice in a row, he doesn't trust anyone but his friends, Navi and Roy. Will Link find love when he most needs it? Or whe.. |
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Black GoldA Poem by David Lewis PagetThe Dad was dour, his face was sour When he came home from the pit, He looked like a furnace stoker but That wasn’t the half of.. |
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Chapter Five: Fire BurningA Chapter by jmfconklinLeogun tries to continue with his daily life, but things begin to push him away from his goals and dreams. |
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Love pitA Poem by Chris HaywardLove is full of ups and downs. The only one who can make it out of so many downs is you. Yes, there are people who help but only you can climb out of .. |
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The Charnel House of the PlagueA Poem by David Lewis PagetI sat all night in the charnel house With a rag held over my face, The smell down there was infernal But I was guarding my wife&rsquo.. |
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Bottomless PitA Poem by CristensenThis is a poem I've written while visiting Boston's Museum of Fine Arts. This particular piece is during my experience with an illusion; the bottomles.. |
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if you saw thisA Poem by marieIf you found thisWhat would you do?Would you see my dreamsWould you tell me you love meIf you saw meWhat would you sayWould you understandWould you se.. |
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Silk City PIT: 5. Hope and Labor (WIP)A Poem by riskrappercounting the homeless |
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Silk City PIT 2: The Exhortation (WIP)A Poem by riskrappercounting the homeless one lost soul at a time |
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Filled EmptyA Story by IcyRosea simple account of a room |
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Darkness CallingA Poem by Janna Ruusuvuorithe spiralling journey downwards in the hope to find the burning light within |
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Darkness FallsA Poem by John Elridge MedlinWhat is darkness, but the absence of light? |
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The Garden DoorA Poem by David Lewis PagetThe garden at home, from what I recallWas massive and overgrown,More like a huge untended parkThat was mine to explore and roam.There were trees and s.. |
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