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(no title)A Poem by GabijaYou're a boy I want to lie in bed with and read books all day. |
meA Poem by GabijaFragile like a glasssharp like a papersoft like a towelgentle like a floweryes, it's me, is it so hard to believe? |
( no title )A Poem by GabijaI bloomed, and you left. |
First night togetherA Poem by GabijaWhen you kiss my body,you kiss my soul. |
I can writeA Poem by Ankit guptaPeople teach us more than books |
art.A Poem by Faati Jaaninspired by nayyirah waheed. |
SnowA Poem by Roch KetchumIt's the first snowfall of the year,and probably the last season I'll ever see.The sky above is a melancholic shade of grey,and I have things locked u.. |
Jog in the SunA Poem by Cole HayleyThe final piece of "Poems |
I didnt understand.A Poem by LotusxxoSomething I had written to Tell family how I felt but I chose not to because they are fighting their own battles as well. |
JaneA Book by A.C. HalcyonPoems |
All Black EverythingA Poem by ShanewesleyA guide through my relapse and struggle. |
It's not about youA Poem by DiskartetHarayaA poem from 2008 resurfaces from your live feed.What is this? You exclaim.It has gotten a few views and a review.What is this? You exclaim again.The r.. |
ReviewsA Story by DiskartetHarayaTired of lack of comments? Overly sugar-coated reviews? One-track interpretations? Me too. But instead of complaining, let's be proactive. Comment on .. |
the lesson never learned.A Poem by Faati Jaanit's interestinghow I couldhave releasedthe lump inmy chest fasterhad i writtenit onto the pagessooner. |
GuiltyA Poem by Eleña ♥ M..this is my confession. . . |
THE NOVICE SWORDSMANA Poem by QuickbeamRandom entry in my journal |
Out of Darkness, I WriteA Poem by Debbie BarryA poem about being a blind author, and using writing to respond to my blindness. |
Best Tricks For Editing Your Own Writing: Free Adv..A Story by Andrew8932When creating a project, whether we talk about a school assignment or a job-related project, you need to make it attractive. And by attractive we mean.. |
What’s the Point.A Poem by CookeCodyThis is it; this is the point. It is what its name suggests: A single thing, Infinitely singular, And yet what smoke it is to grasp, So di.. |