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The one who was there, watchingA Poem by isiah_holmes |
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From above comes the whipA Poem by isiah_holmes |
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Distant far far away friendA Poem by isiah_holmes |
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Our tired circusA Poem by isiah_holmes |
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Innocent AddictA Poem by isiah_holmes |
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The biker bowlA Poem by isiah_holmesA poem i wrote after visiting a now abandoned teen hang out spot in the woods near my home called the biker bowl. |
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Crooked illusionA Poem by isiah_holmes |
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The cabinA Story by isiah_holmesMe and some friends made a club house out of my garage for all the kids in town to come smoke and drink. This is a reflection i made sitting by myself.. |
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Deep downA Poem by isiah_holmes |
