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Melodic Runes~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..When I die they will bend over my bones press their identity against my white, silk skin inlaid with rivulets of imploded arteries and runnels of u.. |
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Ode to TearsA Poem by Zoe JayMy tears cleanse my soulAnd purge away the sicknessSanctifying my sadnessSatisfying my emptinessWashing clean those cornersWhere the dark soul-soupLef.. |
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THE STORMA Poem by PetalsoftAbout the realisation at the end-sometimes the rain must come to cleanse and renew-ready us for the next summer of sun. |
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o fresh water: galoreA Poem by SHEEMA HUQa poem |
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Too Late?A Poem by zaneybearRazor Blade...slices my wrist.Oneflick at a timesurrounding skingoesnumb.Blood slides down my armever so slowly giving me the timeto realize what i've.. |
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RainA Poem by 水希Rain It falls down Gently or beating No discrimination of those beneath Fluidly shaping to all it touches Absorbed and being absorbed A natural .. |
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Liquid PurificationA Poem by Steve L.Water is ever-present... |
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Clearing GroundA Poem by julie hollandI did the hard work today In between sips of coffee. I did it with one hand- Never putting my cup down. Brick by brick I lifted and cleared. .. |
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The CrossingA Poem by Roshan NairThis one is a piece I had written for someone close to me who was trapped in a sorry and desolate life for long, this is what I wrote when there was f.. |
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Bright-cladA Poem by roobatoA poem of soul cleansing. |
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CatharsisA Story by Philip MulsThe unthinkable. |
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Earth's rebirth & cleansingA Poem by Ashly ChristenAbout current times 2015 the Earth has a way of cleansing itself the people have a way of destroying each other these days scare me but perhaps it.. |
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His HourA Poem by Celie RoseAs a thief in the night he will come. |
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The Sheep BridgeA Story by Jeannie StevensAn adventure to Wales taught me a lesson about a new perspective on going through adversity. |
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False Skin || spoken word to Air Hockey SaloonA Poem by Pryde Foltzcleansing, soothing, healing |
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Spring Time YoungA Poem by LeiWaking up to the charming sound of birds chirping to their young. Spring is the most recognized sign that life goes on and good things will always tra.. |
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Purity within DestructionA Poem by mmaggioThere’s a nature to Her destruction and a weight to Her downpour. She can be mesmerizing. She is a rhythm you fall in love to. Nature uses rain .. |
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