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The way I intend to leave my mark on this life.
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Their fingers always point at me,
Yet they themselves do not see,
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The army of the undead lead by a beast to destroy all the peoples of the earth.
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Halloween Night with two types of fright.
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A cry to be heard; to let them know who I am.
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Torn apart by war, tainted by war, poisoned by war, desecrated by war.
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Without a trace a civilization disappears.
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Sign of respect to the dead.
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My first personal poem written about a pesonal experience.
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A poem about the person I admire the most, the person I love with all my heart. My beautiful fiance Mandy a.k.a. Amanda.
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Sorrows caused by the death/loss of a loved one.
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Can you solve this poetic riddle?
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Who she is and reasons why I love her the way I do.
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I think the title says it all.
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Short, to the point I hope.
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Uncontrolled anger and urge to hate, destroy, and yell.
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A poem inspired by my favourite painting Scream painted by Edvard Munch.
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Is suicide the answer? Or even AN answer? I think not! Keep in mind though that Death is always nearby.
by redmarkonthewall
223 lines, 60 comments,
on Feb 23 11:37 PM 2007. In Life, Death, Suicide, Anti-Suicidal, Depression, Pain, Sadness, Message, Hope
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Lost in a world of confusion forever.
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Anger, pain, sadness - some of the many effects of depression from a personal view.
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Troubles of a long distant relationship.
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Think you see something in the corner of your eye? Turn and it's gone. Nothing is actually there? Or was there something?
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From a spark to a blazing inferno,
Sit back and watch it go!
Enjoy this poem all you pyros!
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Pain of breaking up, being told that you may not be the "one" for them.
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Love is a strong word, It lasts forever,
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Look at yourself before judging others.
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A poem about one of the many buskers everywhere.
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Giver of peace in a life of depression.
by redmarkonthewall
36 lines, 2 comments,
on Jan 22 11:51 PM 2007. In Love, Angst, My life, Pain, Anger, Depressed, Hate, Teen issues, Freewrite, Escape
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A long lasting fight with clinical depression.
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As much as she hurt me with her words, I could never hate her.
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I sit alone, Thinking about you,
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Reminiscing about the times spent together with my oldest and closest friend.
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Written with a hidden message about a painful emotional time of stuggle in my life.
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