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  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Don't come to KY now
    8

    Don't come here now for sunshine and warmth. Don't come here now for good cheer round the hearth. I advise to steer clear of this whole campus. The professors have ...


    InnerTurmoil - Dec 7, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    The City at the End of the Hall
    9

    k guys, i know it's long...but i really like it...lol. Please read it!! it wants your help desperately!! -penny The City at the End of the Hall The lights in ...


    penny - Dec 7, 2004 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    The Art of Being Unnoticed
    8

    I open my mouth, So that I may speak, But words do not come out. The feeling I feel inside, Leaves me confused, Self conscious, and alone. I stand in ...


    Chevy - Dec 7, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Drowned
    5

    One little note, the word drowned is meant to be read as it would have been in Shakespeare's day (drown-ed). It serves a rhythmic purpose, hence my mention of it. ...


    Galatea - Dec 7, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Blue
    16

    I'm not sure about this one - I think the last few lines could use a bit of work. Any suggestions? Blue I look down at your face - Your ...


    bubblewrapped - Dec 7, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    The Very Last Drop
    13

    I'm having problems figuring out where things should go, so if this is possibly in the wrong forum then i'm sorry! -penny The red wine is gone. Drunk. To the ...


    penny - Dec 6, 2004 - 1 min read

  • 4

    LoveI would likeif you merely came across to me and saidwhat i'd love to sayWhat isn't loving anymore?and what isn't good?those meaningless wordsturned, almost bitter by timeI'm sure you meant ...

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    deadly_teapot - Dec 6, 2004 - 1 min read

  • 6

    Give me something, Give me anything, Just a little pill, a little drink, I’ll take it all, An escape from the pain, Don’t worry, I’ll be OK, Just a little ...


    Tessitore - Dec 6, 2004 - 1 min read

  • 11

    The Sound of Strings strung with the music I am playing notes are wrapped around my fingertips and twining in my hair like moonbeams – shining fresh as raindrops and ...


    bubblewrapped - Dec 6, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Poems From Long Ago!
    7

    These are a few poems I found that I wrote a while ago.. "Together" written when I was in the 5th grade Together, standing side by side, No matter black ...


    LiNdSeYo7 - Dec 5, 2004 - 3 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    The ballad of moon and son
    7

    Days and nights and eons ago the sun ran away from the moon. he went to parts unknown--the universe he said, was his oyster. mama moon didn't know what he ...


    A.O. Avalon - Dec 5, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Faded Love
    7

    I've fallen to the ground and I fell hard when I fell off our wall of passion I ended up scarred I tried to tear down that wall but the ...


    watergirlwriter3 - Dec 5, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Staccato Slut
    8

    :Edits in Italics: if only you could calm me down in my damned staccato lifestyle cos i'm tired of all you've never given and i'm tired of losing you to ...

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    deadly_teapot - Dec 5, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Up at night
    6

    Days gone by Nights have flied Wishes have been dreamt Prayers left unsaid Everyone is sleeping Everyone but you Creeping around Up and down Worrying to the ground Pacing around ...

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    texmexgirl123 - Dec 5, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    That Night
    14

    She was beat 11 times, By her father-she thinks She was afraid, Oh yes she was, She could not even blink. But listen to her, just right now, "It wasn't ...


    Gracey13 - Dec 5, 2004 - 1 min read


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