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JudgeA Poem by Kaotic BarbieMy family is not unconditional. All's they can do is judge, even in my worst situation's when all I need is a helping hand. |
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Wreckage #9A Poem by shadowtigers"I only see what was- and everything was broken then" |
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When the Storm StopsA Story by Heather ClaytonI came from Iceland and this is my story.I have a husband, Chester, and two lovely boys of the ages eleven and twelve.Where I live is nothing but ice... |
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Before The Last LightA Story by Aeneas BartonA man going through a dissociative spell, attempts to break up with his abusive girlfriend on the drive home. |
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GoneA Poem by SPFThe tenderness he showed,Gone.The love I starved for,Gone.His gorgeous eyes,Gone.My dreams,Gone.The car from the wreckage,Gone.Him,Gone. |
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Beneath My EyesA Poem by R.M.W.Sadness burns.Salty drops of soothing paincling to the sheetsand leave a stain.Relieving the weight of anger and fear.InsecuritiesRacing through my mi.. |
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Train WreckA Story by Constance PayneYou CAN NOT win a fight against a train and you can never know what damage you do to others by choosing to be in the line of fire. |
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It's been a long time since the wreck at sea....A Poem by DarkblushedinkA dialogue written in form of a poem between a priest and a girl! |
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The Duke of BeckA Poem by David Lewis PagetI thought the cottage was rather cheap, I said so at the time, It was standing empty far too long For a setting, so sublime, The .. |
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Out of Time!A Poem by David Lewis PagetThe Moon was rising, over the hill Along with the evening star, They lit the lane he was walking, ‘til He could see the lights.. |
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The Dutchman's MastA Poem by David Lewis PagetIn the aftermath of a terrible storm That stripped all the trees of leaves, I ventured out when the sun was warm To check on the roof.. |
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Seize the DayA Poem by Brittany Zedalisradio playing, laughter transformsinto screams, metal crunching andclosing in, a flash of red hair,or is it bloodthe smell of dirt and smoke,hands.. |
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The Tragedy That FollowsA Poem by Vampyrica1995I drink and smoke and wreck my car, Looking for the tragedy that follows, But through what cruel joke do I remain? It all started with a .. |
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