All the leaves hitting the ground Yet no one hears a sound They’re all slowly dying But everyone thinks of them as…
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Alone by Tatyana J. Loneliness is not a fun game Rain pours from your eyes Clouds cover your sun Dirt kicks you…
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The cat depicted is a stray, roaming a blank street. Her eyes are focused upwards, representing her hope. The cat also appears…
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A Poem The peace in this broken world is slowly dying, the petals that fall to the ground steadily multiplying. Oh, the rage…