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In the villiage of chain-linked fencesA Poem by Curiosity's VirtuosoA constricted fence chokes nothing but life |
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The Blind ShepherdA Poem by TwistedmeWhat leads us but is blind itself? |
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ControlledA Poem by OctavianAlways watched, always followed, no matter where you go. They have you by the chain and always are in control. |
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In This Scene, I'm the ExtraA Poem by 水希I was always alone Never did you see How much more you had than me Lying in your wake Was the path I was to take Why was it always you? I gave.. |
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We ain't sh*tA Poem by sherniI have strong belief that quite a few of us would like to rid ourselves of ego. I personally believe that you can only control it, not destroy it. Buy.. |
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StableA Poem by PatriciaProgress is about putting situations in contrast with each other to stress the change, even though stability is needed. I think the key to happiness i.. |
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ControlledA Poem by Shaan AhmedThe Government's a puppet. Society is a puppet. You are a puppet. This is my take on how everyone is controlled. |
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ControlledA Poem by WGF Writer-PoetWho really controls us? Not who you think!! |
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A Dancing PuppetA Poem by RainyI think I'm trapped in my own body,I can't stop dancing to the beat of the music, it's like I'm hypnotized by the music of the voilinand of the man th.. |
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Perfection.A Poem by EstrayaThis poem is about a girl being controlled by her mother and forced to look and act perfect. |
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Every Day Human ExperienceA Poem by jowldaniI’m living with hate, without loveDon’t know what’s true, feel I can’t shake itWhat do I do, I don’t want to shove in th.. |
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When television sets ruled the world. LOLA Story by OnlymeDo you remember as a kid growing up?The only entertainment was the "goggle box" meaningthe television box.After dinner and everything was all done and.. |
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Who's the addict?A Poem by CoffeeVampierThere are reasons you have no clue who I amAnd I'm silent unlike the brain in me and the body I amYour social experiments and the way you treat me les.. |
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lostA Poem by CoffeeVampiershort |
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Poetry slamA Poem by CoffeeVampiertalk too coolbut all I I I see if the face from dunewhen sleepchokes and hidesI I Ilive to diein my books and lifetalk to the corner of the roomI eith.. |
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