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Endless skies, Tears of grey.
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Nala was always there. She was your protector your best friend. She was your back and footrest so many times you lost count. You slept on the kitchen floor for two weeks. You would go in the bathroom to brush your teeth and y
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I want you to fix you I can’t1
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That all your words were empty air ~ But when you’re bleeding on the floor ~ Your eyes are too hard to ignore
by Lover of Stories
100 words, 1 comment,
on Oct 8 7:03 PM. In Care, Death, Lies, Poem, Poetry, Protect, Protection, Sacrifice, Selfworth, Worth
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Memories come back of when Earth began to1
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I don't like what I see In the mirror
by SilentStar08
100 words, 2 comments,
on Oct 7 9:04 PM. In Dark, Depression, Life, Lost, Other, Pain, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Sad, Teen, Unedited
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Silent Whispers that spiral and disguise1
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The harder I try The more He shows
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The more I try The more He shows
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So anyway this guy walks up to me DID YOU HEAR ME!!! He walks hup to me and he says he says how are you
by F66142589
2900 words, 1 comment,
on Oct 6 9:01 PM. In Contest, Fiction, First person, Hmm, Humor, Poetry, Random, Strange, Third person
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Just a really random poem lol
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The girl was legend.1
by Andiness
400 words, 5 comments,
on Oct 6 10:29 AM. In Dark, Drama, Life, Love, Other, Poetry, Prose, Prose poem, Sad, Society, Third person
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A grandmother has a lovely way,
Of bringing joy to every day,
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I am a train.
My whistle is my breathe,
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I pity those who try to escape life1
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A spiral filled with thoughts1
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Dictation and innotation1
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Dreams filled with sun and light1
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A poem/song I just came up with 
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My words are my passion as I hold my pen.1
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by The Insane Eraser
100 words, 3 comments,
on Oct 3 12:39 AM. In Crime, Dark, Hope, Horror, Life, Mystery, Poetry, Strange, Tragedy, Young adult
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The gardener came running
An old man out of breath
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I often dream it, the sonnet I know so well. I have never lived it but I can feel it. How can I reach this dream...
by Slipnir
2500 words, 3 comments,
on Oct 7 10:59 PM. In Dark, Death, Fantasy, Fiction, Life, Other, Poem, Poetry, S
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with a heart blinded by mist1
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This is my idea of what Edgar Allen Poe ment when he wrote "The Raven"
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Your heart is a red painted black oil balloon, so red, brightbleedingred; its pleasing to see, the marks on others it leaves- why on earth does no one notice the black revealed beneath? the smudged facade- Oh you will never p
by Exogenesis
200 words, 1 comment,
on Sep 30 7:44 PM. In Dark, Fantasy, Hmm, Other, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Strange, Unedited, Unfinished
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Stretching fields have become too familiar1
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This following poem is dedicated to my cousin, Chanelle and her love for the stars above.1
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A storm of catastrophic emotions1
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A quick poem about time
by Friesian
100 words, 2 comments,
on Sep 28 5:56 PM. In Deep, Emotional, Hm, New, Other, Poem, Poetry, Quickie, Short, Weird
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It was 1871 and a great clash of cultures had begun. / There were wranglers and packers, cooks and guests, and geologists. / There were top
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