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  • Poetry » Dramatic
    different skies
    5

    This is the new way of living. Trapped inside my overrated hometown. We live in a house where we make our own mustard and skateboard down abandoned avenues. up the ...


    Chevy - Jun 23, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Serenity Awaits
    2

    Crying alone, Always alone, Clasping my escape within my hands, Shaking so violently, but careful not to spill, One drop could mean I stay here in this hell, and it ...


    Demonic_tears - Jun 23, 2005 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    Untitled
    7

    The stars spell your name the moon shines your face your voice echos in the wind and I can feel you in the grass The midnight air smells like your ...

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    Elizabeth - Jun 23, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    brother
    5

    Incredible. The poem itself is well written, but I think it's the meaning behind it that has me captured. I especially like the images of the blue sheets and journals ...


    Shriek - Jun 23, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Last Breath
    4

    This is my last breath I shall take You shall never see me again I am letting go. Don't try to help me I am beyond help. I want to ...


    marching_gurl89 - Jun 22, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Peck Peck Peck *Sizzle*
    8

    A whole compilement random thoughts that pop into my head. Hopefully ones that are good An Explosive Yard Peck peck peck *BANG* Stupid chicken It walked into my backyard Dig ...

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    Elizabeth - Jun 22, 2005 - 2 min read

  • 7

    6-22-05 (First day of summer) The night sank with a fast, speedy train cycle and his mind didn’t know itself anymore, it was good, it was Eden, beneath a moon ...


    PsyLynx - Jun 22, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    computer paradiso
    4

    its funny how we create such magnetism when we are standing still electronical pulses beating to the rhythm of a plug socket and dancing to airwaves and our memory is ...


    Firestarter - Jun 21, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Dad
    8

    Dad If you weren't here for me I wouldn't know I was pretty Or smart Or a good girl Dad, If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be the girl ...

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    Elizabeth - Jun 21, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    please i want opinions
    5

    anything to feel something has clouded my mind it's as if i'm not there just a spiritless body it's like a dream where everything seems like reality my eyes are ...


    you_really_suck - Jun 21, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Reality Check
    13

    You think your all that, You think your a star, But when it comes to reality, Thats not what you are. You laugh like a hyhena, You look like a ...


    kutestuff003 - Jun 20, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    (S)end
    9

    If you read my blog, you'll kind of get what this is. Damn I hate long distance relationships sometimes. One more night of twitching anticipation, Telling myself that tonight (for ...


    Soyala Amaya - Jun 20, 2005 - 2 min read

  • 8

    Hey...I'm new here. But I thought I'd give this a try and see what people thought. I think this might count as dramatic poetry but...ummm. Anyway here it is: Urge ...


    close_ur_eyes - Jun 20, 2005 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    warrawee
    2

    i was reading oscar wilde on the bus. i got off at the station amidst conventional stares of sunscreen, water bottles and ponytails. i didn't care. i opened oscar wilde ...


    Liz - Jun 20, 2005 - 3 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    on poetry
    10

    You're right. Angsty poetry does get annoying after the zillionth suicide poem.


    Snoink - Jun 20, 2005 - 1 min read


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