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Left WantingA Poem by RallaaI am not a writer.I am not an artist or a sculptor.I cannot draw and I cannot carve.I cannot sing and I cannot play.I am not athletic or intelligent.I.. |
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Saturday MorningA Story by Aaron D GamJacob sat against his car, waiting for his opponent to arrive. The crisp early March air swirled, making him shiver. The last of the snow had melte.. |
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Poem 46. I AM CREATIVE AND TALENTEDA Chapter by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)but who can see? |
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The PoetA Poem by Brittany L. EngelsIn Honor of my fellow poets... |
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UNWRAPPING YOUR GIFTS (Rhyme)A Chapter by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)My review comment to a piece in the other site |
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puzzleA Story by vaishnaviwhat has bed but does not sleepwhat has a mouth but dose not speakwhat has basin but doesn't sinkwhat has a body but no organs... |
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i lost itA Poem by A.N.W.A vivid description on how my lack of writing poetry destroyed the skills I once had and my desire to get them back again |
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EnemiesA Poem by Robert RonnowI cultivated at least two enemies yesterdaythe enemies I wantedI wanted them to be angry instead of memy attitude being I don't care I'll do as I plea.. |
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At BasketballA Poem by Robert RonnowBasketball stands for war or battle.That's why I think about the players'personalities, in my foxhole or squad.Danny and Ben are fast and smart. Danes.. |
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One for Luck, Luck for AllA Story by ToumeiMemoriesA mercenary for the empire of Sybilia is given an impossible task. He decides to attribute all his skill points to luck in the hopes of making his job.. |
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The Ferocity Behind the InnocenceA Poem by LaineyAssassins are gifted, not just in the art of killing. They are gifted to bear the burden of Death itself. |
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MORE THAN A DANCEA Poem by Connie MaryNI am a music addict,I love to sing I wish |
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