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Human — Drey-Ellis Jones	Arise behemoth! There is light shining in the night. Roar leviathan! Evil strides through your waters. Spread your fangs, Basilisk! ...	12 views Rate it
danger intolerance — Verey Ayat	the times i sneakily hide in places-that i have built for myself long ago. and while my body is still here my soul will quickly disappear ...	12 views Rate it
Paralysed. — Emily McGinnes	Songs playing on loop. Unable to focus. Eyes glazed over a laptop. No thoughts. Brain blank. Numb. Gin poured too strongly. Grimace as it clings...	12 views Rate it
My Chimera — JESUS BETANCOURT	Invented creature fires up my imagination Flaming inside the dark side of me My psychosis is capable of this invention Writing about it sets it free ...	12 views Rate it
The void — Jayden Nichole	The void. I feel the empty void in me. I try to fill it. I failed. No food, no emotions, nothing about the void. The void feels my mind, heart and...	12 views Rate it
Emotional Purgatory — Joe Strickland	There is a place That exists In the depths Of the human Psyche, A purgatory Of sorts, Where emotions Run rampant And consume The soul....	12 views Rate it
*Harriet…making a way.** — Wayne Blair	Mamma Moses We all thanks ya. Trips and trips You runned up North. First with family Who were willing. Letting Dignity come forth. Campfire...	12 views Rate it
Not All Rainbows Lead to a Pot of Gold — Brandon Kelley	Rage that burns the brightest reds and crimsons, like the blood boiling in the veins. Anarchy dwells in the minds of the masses, the hopeless seeking a...	12 views Rate it
The Destroyer — Shanique L Marshall	They violated their oath, to protect a lie. Through envy, jealousy, and rage desiring one to die. Although she has never been to a jungle or a...	12 views Rate it
The Void That Consumes Me — Dustin Parker	Many nights I lay and wait, I wait for the dark to come, freedom from my pain, the darkness beats a drum. The sound fills my brain, my thoughts are...	12 views Rate it
"Big girls don't cry" — Wendy Mitchell	Big girls don't cry no they fly with colors on the wings of a eagle as they fly along the hands of time they pick up the tears falling as they cry in the...	12 views Rate it
I Played Rock Paper Scissors In The Mirror...And Lost — RH SmartCity	We want the power of the divine and don’t consider the cost, No fun and games; I played rocks paper scissors in the mirror and lost. Rock beats...	12 views Rate it
Milk — Milk	Overfilled with purity , joy ,compassion Liquid trickles down the carton -lies , treachery , profanity - Filled to the brim -unacknowledged , Lonely,...	12 views Rate it
Growing Pains Again — Dustin Parker	As the darkness grows inside my mind, I see a glimpse of hope, That all dark things, Can turn to the...	12 views Rate it
The unforgiveable act — Larry Lowry	The unforgivable act. We are always sorry when we strike a loved one on purpose or accidently. But to strike the ones who trust you and love you. What...	12 views Rate it
The Spider — P. Augustine	The spider of past have threads spun Hidden here it preying have begun The thread is spun amongst human beings It blinds their eyes but show partial...	12 views Rate it
THE REAPER — Phil Roberts	The Reaper stalks the dreadful night His sickle sweeping like a scythe, As a soulless body tumbles The Reaper plucks another...	12 views Rate it
South Florida — Martin D. Cuyer Gimenez	Way down South in the famous sunshine state Exists a region laden with the old A land of stucco and a high tax rate A land with products worth their...	12 views Rate it
Pronoun Propaganda — Chrissy.	The work of your granda, All undone by pronoun propaganda, The tears of your mama, All caused by pronoun propaganda, Your biological clock, ...	11 views Rate it
I Miss Jags: A Jaguar's Lament? — Christen Kuikoua	On the first day of school, I long for its end, Yearning for my Jag family, my heart's dear friend. The food, a tragic horror, but health's their...	11 views Rate it
The Other Side — Joe Strickland	The belly-side of contemporary life Is a place of desperation, pain, and strife Where each soul struggles to survive As they navigate their own...	11 views Rate it
the last kids on earth — makailea	was 1998 when a tornado hit the ground when it was over there were only 5 kids on the earth makailea jaxson jaia aldrik and Emma they were...	11 views Rate it
I have down syndrom — SomeRetard with downsyndrom	Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner Weiner ...	11 views Rate it
Crying in Capitals. A Letter to Mum. — Emily McGinnes	Hello, how are you today? Even on the sunny days it doesn't feel too great. Love makes the world go round but it feels quite still. Personally, this...	11 views Rate it
Hand Through The Mirror — Jerry Wayne Lawrence, Jr.	Terror Keeps Me As Captor. Roar Of Heinous Copter, Outside, As Well As A Horrid Laughter. Blur Of Vision. Squoze Tighter By The Squeezer. Believer N A...	11 views Rate it