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One Wing of an extreme exhaust burp!I oathed never to share that space, / Either because I pretended to hate it. / Or
@ceida-uilyc6
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That Time of the MonthI sit on my toilet seat, / legs uncrossed but guts wrenching at 5km/hr speed, / staring at the blood stained ******* by my feet,
@MuniaIslam14
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Empty swingsEmpty swings. / Playground left behind. / No children playing or running.
@natasja-raven42
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****My friends ask me / All the time, they'll be checking on me. / "Hey! How you feelin' today?"
@a-captain-slender10
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Some DaysSome days / I wish I could go / back in
@thegatheringofdaisies9
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Heavy LidsTorment, guilt, and regret. / These are the fruits of today. / These poisonous fruits,
@pokkuri11
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My mood swingsMy mood swings to & fro in motion / And I cry, smile, eat, laugh and so on. / I have been away from it for sometime.
@debanjana-saha10
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A SwingA girl kicks her legs while sitting on a swing, / unable to coordinate her young body to move forward. / Her small hands are wrapped around the chain links,
@maxime18
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MoodsYour mood changes / Like the second hand on a clock / My hour hand keeps moving
@She_Writes4
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white houseIf I could escape, / I would go to a place - / A place that’s not far,
@colleenharrington19
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Out of TuneCollective breath catches in the stalls, / slumber fails to take its place in time. / A fall from place to chaos
@ellen-joyce21
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mood swingsit is difficult / to live at the mercy of life / swinging mood to mood
@ocery5
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our little safe placewhen we talk / we make our own little world / where there is nothing
@thatbutterflygirl18
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Playground Of Broken DreamsThe swing, moves unaided / *Back and forth,* / *Forth and back,*
@poetic-t29
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iteration_3.13the chains of our / youth did not exist / as you may recall;
@ajheatherly14
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Mood Rings.But our blood / will spill / Just the same.
@Sacrelicious28
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Poetry, Not in MotionShe's posted a picture of her son, / Sitting on a swing I assume is moving. / I wonder how this Spring day moves him.
@francie-lynch13
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President Grinch - Quit, PLEASEthere once was a land that was rich with things / everything working with no broken swings / about 4 years ago it started to fail
@halfpac1121
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nerds#**paulSN** / *There was this one bench we / used to sit on with our legs
@preston30
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The ***** Is BackAnd to this day / I fit her like a pair of / Old sneakers
@littlefreebird11
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