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The Moon's Days Without His Sun

The Moon's Days Without His Sun

A Story by Mriss Torres


He reached out his hand toward the dark blue sky,Where the moon bled profusely and cried madly.The sun was nowhere to be found,Causing the moon to loo..
Winter

Winter

A Story by Mriss Torres


We were both sitting out on the balcony with our hands intertwined.The coldness of your fingers spread throughout mine, leaving a numbness feeling whe..
Thank You

Thank You

A Poem by Mriss Torres


And I love you.For all that you are.For all you have done for me.And for all you have said to me in my time of sorrow.Your smile is my muse.I could tr..
WAR

WAR

A Poem by ash66


as the man who was onceblessed with a familywalked around in the fieldwith the sounds of gunshotsdeafening his earshe saw the state of his house..ange..
My Panic Attack

My Panic Attack

A Poem by Jennifer


My own personal experience with a panic attack and how I feel during one. I'm going to make a part 2 soon about how you eventually calm down and that..
Silences

Silences

A Poem by poet tree


Silences
Sun-Kissed

Sun-Kissed

A Poem by poet tree


I miss you Like the warmth Emanating off sun-kissed bodies And the feeling we’d never grow old Like tanned backs And the sunflower sun dr..
The Last Time

The Last Time

A Poem by ash66


They had been friends for so longshe loved her more than herselfbut the sight of a busy phone lineand the news from distressed parentsmade the memorie..
Daves adventures

Daves adventures

A Poem by Red swallow


Once there was a caterpillar called Dave, Who his friends didn't think he was brave, So he went out to prove them wrong, And went on a journey oh ..
Sex isn't always love

Sex isn't always love

A Poem by Mari G


How can we ever really know the difference between sex and love at a young age ? When people mess up our heads making us believe one thing to be anoth..
Not good enough

Not good enough

A Poem by Mari G


Why was she better ? When she never loved you. But I did . With all my heart.
S**t

S**t

A Poem by Leonie Erdt


S**t. I was a virgin. Everyone was or is a virgin. Everyone keeps telling us that virginity is a precious and a desired thing to possess bu..
Unbearable

Unbearable

A Poem by Natehy


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