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Thinking high a bout what the future goes by
several years come and die
without a memory save it in my mind
just ended with a fight
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by mayada
at 2010-03-11 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Italian blood runs hot
Under coffee-colored African skin,
Through Vietnamese veins, fed
By a jackhammer Irish heart.
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by Eric Nolan
at 2010-01-19 |
Rating: 4.60
Votes: 5 |
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In memory of... the Doughboys,
Who went “Over There” to fight.
They ate and slept in a muddy trench;
They suffered shot and shell and poison gas.
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by Frank Montoya
at 2009-10-18 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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i'm a woman who has been subject to people stifling my right to voice my opinion orders to remain speechless resound continously in my skull. numbers of times woman have been instructed not to state their cases exceeds the numbers of times they wish to do so. women are only to be seen and not to be heard, the deafning mastication of the various snacks at the movies is surely more disruptive than my tiny whisper. i'm told not to gloat about my most significant achievements which i'm so proud. i listen intently to everything but hear nothing original and i suspect that everyone's volume has been turned down by the society. not everyone will read our efforts but there is no safer alternative by which we can state our cases. it makes me think that though death can't be worse than the overhanging stilness threatining to steal my voice away.
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by Vinolia Tsime
at 2009-09-01 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Blood everywhere
This isn’t fair
To ask a man to die
I know most would lie
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by Aunya Solea
at 2009-07-31 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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you no u wunna giv up
life is just 2 hard but u guttu keep on tryin
its the key to life
so wen eva u wunna stop just remember 2 push u'r self
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by Tee Inger
at 2009-07-19 |
Rating: 3.50
Votes: 4 |
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Thou, whose deep ways are in the sea,
Whose footsteps are not known,
To-night a world that turned from Thee
Is waiting at Thy Throne.
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by marry gennevieve
at 2009-05-30 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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I hate this feeling deep down inside
Like someone slit my throat and i had died.
I wish i could go away someday ,
But the pain inside won't go away
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by Melina Adragna
at 2009-04-11 |
Rating: 4.00
Votes: 1 |
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no man lives
no man dies
you become
then you parish
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by Brian Olszewski
at 2009-04-05 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 1 |
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A Sister is not just a family member, a houseguest or a sibling but also your best friend. They play, sing, laugh, talk and hangout with each other.
A Sister is someone you can trust, just as you do with your friend who you probably see everyday at school, and talk on the phone.
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by Kristi
at 2009-03-14 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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This flower
It is a crysthamum
Bloomed just this fall
A man
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by Ron Russell
at 2009-01-04 |
Rating: 1.00
Votes: 1 |
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Mirror
I still couldn’t figure out why
He turned the glass into a mirror
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by ALFRED
at 2008-12-29 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 1 |
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Time is never thick
Only History has depth
Time is thin.
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by Ron Russell
at 2008-12-28 |
Rating: 3.67
Votes: 3 |
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I've never been the ambitious type,
Never hungered for more,
Dreamt of success or riches untold,
Ive never wanted more than I have,
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by linda tusiime
at 2008-11-28 |
Rating: 4.60
Votes: 5 |
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Everytime in my life,
I keep myself crying in the darkness
a darkness where hope is not be seen
the feeling of being useless and hopeless stay in me
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by kokechii
at 2008-11-26 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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I thought I was unhappy,
For a very long time,
A frown I wore on my pretty face,
A tear I felt in my big brown eye,
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by linda tusiime
at 2008-11-08 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 4 |
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our mother land we all cheerish our mother land who hosts nests
from different horizons of the world
long live africa long live our native land long live our pride and heritage
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by mokwena delu
at 2008-11-03 |
Rating: 3.00
Votes: 2 |
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There where lots of scary nights all on halloween night.When all of the kids wher getting lots of frights.When all the kids went in they went up to bed.When they where drifting of to sleep they all saw someones hed.
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by brogan fleming
at 2008-10-23 |
Rating: 2.00
Votes: 3 |
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I am tough!
I persevere!
I have the will power of a God!
I am never at my best, I have no limits, and I fear only God
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by Tony L. Jefferson Jr.
at 2008-08-22 |
Rating: 4.67
Votes: 3 |
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The tounge of the Lord
Is the alter of figures of poetic speech
The bricks of God
The concrete of solid bilabial
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by Richard
at 2008-07-23 |
Rating: 3.20
Votes: 5 |
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