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Ugly Is Beautiful TooA Poem by Kaden SylversSometimes it gets a little ugly in here Aint noone alive enough to take out the trash So it just sits and rots inside It’s gonna.. |
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Why does my poem need a name? No-one would read it..A Poem by RoseThink of what you are reading, then act how you know you should. The name is "Why does my poem need a name? No-one would read it anyway." That is h.. |
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Mr Fire Escape ManA Poem by RoseWhat I go through every night. |
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Not named yetA Story by RoseFirst chapter and a bit of my book... |
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stay with meA Chapter by мoɴsτɛ..first part |
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i was never whole to begin withA Chapter by мoɴsτɛ..second part |
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lost myself along the wayA Chapter by мoɴsτɛ..(third part) |
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i'll never touch anyone who doesn't burn me like t..A Chapter by мoɴsτɛ..fourth part |
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i don't know why i let you inA Chapter by мoɴsτɛ..His face goes white for a single moment, then straight back to red. She hit a sore spot. "Oh, that is bullshit, Maggie! It was over a year ago, an.. |
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Methods Of MadnessA Poem by Scarlett(T) When I researched self-harm, I realised it was never for no reason, there was always a cause. This was the start of trying to understand my own ca.. |
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Timing Is EverythingA Poem by Scarlett(T) This is a list of how I felt before, during, and after self harm. I repeated certain words to show how the feelings from before may disappear temp.. |
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I Noticed MeA Poem by Scarlett(T) Part 3 of the spur-of-the-moment EngLit writings. I don't know who I was trying to justify to - myself, or others. Perhaps both. |
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IsolatedA Poem by Scarlett(T) This was a spur-of-the-moment thing written in an English Lit class. |
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ReasonsA Poem by Scarlett(T) My first non-patterned, pure feeling poem. It's written how it came out at the time. |
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What They Don't SeeA Poem by Scarlett(T) Something I used to show the differences between my facade and my reality, because people always told me I can't be upset 'cos I'm too happy. This.. |
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SometimesA Poem by Scarlett(T) I originally wrote about my suicide ideas, then about how else i felt, then about the reasons why, and it turned into this. |
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Starving for Perfection, Dying for love.A Poem by AchingAlexandraMeh, I'm bored, and not feeling good. Read and enjoy? xD |
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But now I dripA Poem by PâroNowimagineyou can't think;no thoughtsor wordsor feelingsall goneWho is left?Who is the shell?All I am is emptyand voidbut now,using the shadowof the c.. |
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Reflecting Crimson RedA Poem by BeccaBelieved-Theres a girl in the mirror and she's staring back at me... |
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