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  1. A

    Jack (an original poem)

    There once was a boy who had an ability, To be able to see things that others could not see, He went by the name of jack, His friends whispered behind his back, For they thought he was crazy, To be able to see things that they could not see, The monsters and ghouls taunted him, But during the...
  2. no_one_special

    What resembles the grave but isn’t - by Anne Boyer

    My psychologist showed me this poem the other day and it really inspired me. I thought maybe someone here would like it. Sorry if I posted this in the wrong place or if this breaks any rules against plagiarism. WHAT RESEMBLES THE GRAVE BUT ISN’T Always falling into a hole, then saying “ok...
  3. Odd_Panda24

    Eyes of Innocence

    This is really a poem like outlet that needs to be let out: Thinking back on it now, ending that long relationship had only ended the "you" that i used to love and hang onto so dearly, along with the "me" that was honestly happy and felt accepted With every cell in my body, I cant erase your...