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Friday 5th September 2008
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(this was a school assignment)
by pigeon1
18 lines,
6 hours ago. In Abuse, Angst, Contemporary, Dark, Fantasy, Hope, Life, Other, Pain, Personal, Society
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You think i fight back yet you know not
That my spirit of war have been reduced to rot
by remonray
34 lines,
6 hours ago. In Angst, Contemporary, Dark, Hope, Life, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Society
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The drums resound across the prairies wide
when night descends and figures are unseen
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a poem mosaic’ing me may not be so
multi-colored or pretty as a flower,
by poetrandy
36 lines, 1 comment,
9 hours ago. In Contest, Contemporary, Angst, Dark, Humor, Hope, Life, Society, Sad, Love
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The only broken, are those destroyed
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It was your endless cries...
And how you didn't listen to my advise.
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by Jake Jackson
33 lines,
10 hours ago. In Adult, Sad, Pain, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts, Dark, Life, Weird, Other
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Going to the meyhane to have a thrill,
Our friends sit on the raki sofrasi in goodwill.
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Raging into the dark night,
They carried a tarrying, dying light.
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I tend to think of high school as a food chain. There are three main levels in a high school food chain: cheetah, zebra, and grass. The che
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I see the sky The opening abyss
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When i write in this notebook. when i got something to say.
by mynameisdylan
22 lines, 2 comments,
1 day ago. In abuse, teenagers, anger, society, highschool, thoughts, more, fantasy, humor, life
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Or is there a sign of hope
in the November election?
by poetrandy
63 lines, 1 comment,
1 day ago. In Contest, Contemporary, Angst, Dark, Hope, Life, Nature, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts
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we are sleepy souls heavily sedated with ambiguity
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Twigs and stones
Breaking bones
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there was a house where every night
the screams would fill the quiet
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She quietly closed the master bedroom door behind her. Pausing for a brief moment, she admired the richness of the polished grains in the h
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chipped silver nails. judgement day.
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Painting yourself into your rendition
with the brush strokes of addiction
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I saw some red tiles in a grid pattern in the hallway.
They seemed familiar, like a reflection.
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Sitting here Working on homework
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What is this obsession that we have with names?
Why do we need labels? Is it all a game?
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