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bit by bit, little by little
by Bogdan Dragos
there were times when she bit and
chewed the inside
of her elbow
to spit the bits of flesh
and the blood
on her grandma
but those times were over
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It's Alright
by Yoko Fushigina
Close aweary eyes, let down your hair,
Allow your gory arms to rest,
Give free rein to genuine despair,
Open up your damaged chest.
Show me weakness, insecurity, regret.
It's not a sin to have help by your side.
Let my shoulder take your tired head.
It's alright.
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Forworn hero, fed up with action,
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Broken
by Carl Sinderby
Battered but not broken,
It's the fear they have awoken,
The bruises hurt the tears commence,
It's only there actions that make no sense,
A life full of pain your head filled with blame,
Go take your mind and body,
Go be the chance you take,
All your happiness will be revealed when you make a break,
Don't be broken take control,
This could be the last chance for parole,
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A Lovely Guide (Ms. Punam Sharma)
by Priya Goel
Lovely as her sweet smile,
Taught me to aim till the longest mile.
She made me her subject love,
For this, a big thanks to her I owe.
So caring is her nature,
She helps all become mature.
Words seem less to express,
The way her teaching, does impress.
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On A Journey of Guilt
by Ololade Raji
I entered the room for a thousandth time
Is this a syndrome of amnesiac I seldom dreaded?
Yet I never forgot the cause for my wandering tour
But no stealthy feet could have filched a golden watch
A heavenly gift from whom I see no more
Can a crook creep through the cranny of this fortress?
Not found, this abode will whiff a stale stench from same sweet aroma
You will weep as you sweep, as your broom sweeps no room
Call the driver! And that old the gardener is doomed
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What a difference a day makes
by Mario Odekerken
What a difference a day makes,
twenty-four little hours,
the sky clears without warning,
and the silence becomes a song.
A hand not there yesterday
now lingers in yours.
The world shifts,
not with thunder,
but withbthe hush of becoming.
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Baobab
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Night’s lingering silhouette no longer
Shields my restless shadow, which clutches me
With gusto and haunting trauma.
My naked thorax seeks raffia clothing;
My ribs rebel against enchanting shivers from the spine of terror.
Adam’s greenish raiment I long for,
Among wet strings of strong bows fastened
To the groins of departed giants.
My feet, caked by frozen sand dunes,
Tramp gently and defiantly among wooded plains,
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The Addiction Nobody Sees
by Christen Kuikoua
It’s a warning.
If I perish, I perish
But I will not shut up.
Lust is not love.
Porn is not harmless.
Masturbation is not a phase.
I lived it
Not ‘cause I was raised wrong,
But because sin crept in through a simple ad at twelve.
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by Adriano Radaasdfjk
Continue readingLost
by tyler nicolosi
I am lost.
Lost in this vast sea of my thoughts
This vast sea i was once drawing in
It felt like no more, than a empty dark bin
People never understood
Understood the darkness i always withstood
The darkness that swallowed me
Swallowed me as if i was a fly
My family, they would always try
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