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• Dumped.
  by Ash rebeltherace

  A bear hug, kiss on the forehead / And a giant toblerone would also be welcome.

  oh god i will regret this in the morning / but this is now / and i feel like shit / dont you want to here about it?

• Make something beautiful and call it your own
  by Imakepplwonder

  The way I see it is this: pretty much everything has already been “done” before. Any emotional situations and event that happen to us ar…

  This was an epiphany, really I was feeling particularly down about a situation and people I turned to while initially were caring tried to categorize my situation and make my feelings and my situation cliche, and it pissed me off, so here was what I have to say by generalizing my feelings and still making it my own.

• Graduation
  by tonimay

  Cliché, pathetic, I know, believe me, but without this it’s so true.

  End of school and loosing touch with those you care about.

• Wishing And Regretting
  by jolon larter

  I wished I’d listened to the cliched advice / That my drunken friends have been shouting all night / But as we stood together beneath the s…

  a work of complete fiction

• Love is like a River - the ultimate cliché?
  by Maria Alexandratos

  Clichéd or otherwise, love is like a river. / Sometimes we drift with it, letting it take us to unknown destination. We begin perfectly c…

  An attempt (and I hope, success) of improving the “love is like a river” cliché.

• mirth
  by CGBSpender

  though this all may be so “said before” / i don’t mind becuase it needs to be said / and here we stand no wise but penseive again

  I’m jsut killing time with thought.

• Love Lost (in cliche)
  by D.L. White

  No point in crying / over spilt milk, you see / it is better to be alone / than to wish to be free

  This poem is about someone who I truly cared for but was unable to have. I sought to be with her but she was already taken.

• New Gold Dreams Burn Down
  by HandofTamm

  Their cascading hair shone like polished gold

  Entry for the June Flash Fiction Bulwer-Lytton challenge