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Mmm.. I like this. A lot. It's so true.. You've been able to capture what I haven't: the real feelings behind teenagers without using cliches. I keep reading this over ...
Crysi - May 31, 2005 - 1 min read
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you are a lovesaint bless my soul with divine influence or stab it with crossed knives my fate is out of my hands. raise the red hot poker like some ...
Firestarter - May 29, 2005 - 1 min read
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it's grey, peppery coughs hacking through the fleshy night. my hot, white light pierces my eyes and licks the pink wall. i crave pills but vitamin c tablets will do. ...
Liz - May 29, 2005 - 2 min read
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Wow. This poem really didn't seem like you. Don't ask if that's good or bad because you know me...and I don't know. Heh, nice long titles...I'm gonna do that sometimes! ...
Chevy - May 28, 2005 - 1 min read
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glittering pink flower earrings, auburn plaits heated by the sun, café mascara hanging off long lashes are not enough to satisfy the serpent in me. i need holes in my ...
Liz - May 27, 2005 - 2 min read
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Hm. I got it and I liked up until this part! Agh! "Don’t wave those white flag just yet don’t let it get so out of hand that I can’t ...
Chevy - May 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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i woke up with you in my arms with a smile as wide as you on my face. do you remember when i won you when the stars were red ...
Firestarter - May 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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***i suppose it's sort of a story in a poem in a story in a poem*** frilled dresses look so pretty against skinny white legs twirling happily on sparkling marble ...
Chanson - May 26, 2005 - 2 min read
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As I wait here Waiting for someone to come back And tell me that I’m loved That I’m still alive That I’m forgiven I still don’t know What yesterday will ...
tinkerbell_09 - May 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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In the darkest time of twenty-four hours, His name is carved in a cement wall. Sweaty palms with visible calluses Grasp a pocketknife and start to chisel Wrapping his arms ...
Chevy - May 25, 2005 - 1 min read
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She went on a journey of self discovery, Hiding herself from all those she knew, Afraid of what she’d find She left behind the only comfort of life. To know ...
Kylie J - May 25, 2005 - 1 min read
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****i figured i'd stick a rating on this baby, since it's about drugs, but it doesn't have any language or whatnot.**** there is something so soothing about rolling joints on ...
Chanson - May 25, 2005 - 2 min read
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when I see you like this I want to force feed you pink ice cream until you vomit. without your knee high boots and sparkly shirt that proclaims you 'bitch ...
faith - May 23, 2005 - 2 min read
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i hide my eyes behind thin strips of dried-out hair that filter the world yet they're the only crystals on my dull grey image that glitter. behind the defensive armour ...
Firestarter - May 23, 2005 - 1 min read
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snatches of bright cotton sliding off to the south, pinned onto chocolat bleu Parisien just aches with paix. it's more ...
Liz - May 22, 2005 - 1 min read