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Through the eyes of the abandoned
My darkest poem emotionally, about depression and loss.
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- 760 reads
Odi at amo excrucior: I hate and I love, it hurts.
My first, conventionally formed poem.
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- 5612 reads
Mad Destiny
Being picked on can do alot to a kid.
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- 335 reads
Culture of Chaos
The past times of our youth, American school tragedy.
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- 900 reads
Under Everything, Over Nothing
The aftermath of love.
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- 894 reads
Steps
Steps The day after the World Trade Centre catastrophe: "What kind of world am I bringing my children into?" Mrs Lewis asked me, she's American. I...
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- 631 reads
Forming Sentences
I'm fed up staring at the screen
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- 1010 reads
Autumn Poem
Autumn Poem A blocked head, a wet nose a shiver achhhoooo, a blown nose, a sore throat, a sneeze and bless you. A hot drink, a warm bed, a big rest...
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- 1281 reads
Eddie the Wrangler
Strange night at a country bar
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- 315 reads
Monday
Rainy days &; Mondays...always get me down, too!
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- 778 reads
Some Hash and a Gypsy
Lost American in Europe
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- 237 reads
Manhattan
A cloud of dust rains down on me All the ashes of my hopes and dreams Running headlong from the storm Running blindly from the screams I know I've...
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- 816 reads
Glutton laced punk
Maybe my little posse of professional Englishpersons are being quite rude by surreptitiously staring at the obese family, trundling round disneyworld...
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- 1518 reads
Whistling in the Cornfield
I awoke suddenly with a dull ache in my head and an acute sense of thirst. The recurrent rhythms of the club were still tapping their feet in my...
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- 532 reads
John's Tears
John's Tears John had often wondered what it was that made it so impossible for him to shed tears. Through one cruel, twisted family death to the...
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- 248 reads