A Still Night Still
I was in a pretty shitty place when I wrote this. I had no one to talk to for months, so I wrote this. 15
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head shop blues by bleakshoes (ruth)
a poem about life, death, and the joy in each. 13
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I Left My Heart to the Cold
and so it seems this is the end he finally passed by the bend. 8
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Track Number 5
Things change when you don't want them to, but sometimes the past never leaves. 21
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Ever-Changing By Yessica Fuentes Giron
This poem describes a familiar setting. Overall I hope I can capture a feeling in my poems, here I mention “shades of blue” and “ changing hues.” In a way we are always going throw waves of emotions. ... 4
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What a Big world
A humbling reflection inspired by the time when my most cherished beliefs were challenged and put into question. 1
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quietpinetrees 
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Boredom: The Origin of Existence
In the beginning, there was nothing. No light, no sound, and no substance. The universe was formless and empty. In it resided all things, and nothing in the same instance. There was only the void. 2
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Horizon
Existential questions rising from the horizon. Where do we come from? Why are we here? Questions we have been asking ourselves since antiquity. 2
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