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Internal prisonA Poem by Julia LongberryLive captured or die freely |
Dark HeartA Story by SayakaStory/Poem |
The Beast Inside...A Poem by Sachi RuayaYou found that someone, Who you deem; is the last piece of you O’ but that one…that other one just – … How long will you.. |
Stuck!A Poem by J.L.HopperDepression From A Different Point Of Veiw |
Wood Or SkinA Poem by J.L.HopperWood Or Skin v2 Somedays i feel like a treeMy leaves soaking up the sunMy branches spreading wideMy bark strong and unbreakableMy roots plante.. |
Nocturnal MelancholyA Poem by Carel ManiThis is something I felt during 7 years of imprisonment on a foreign continent. |
The Royal Renegade #7A Chapter by EoginSurrounded by his dead father's enemies, Barnaby, the heir to an outlawed throne, is pulled into a dangerous game of power by the most feared man of a.. |
gloaming boxA Poem by dimzan image-inspired poem about twilight reflected off my cigar box of keepsakes. published in my second poetry zine. also contains an homage to "Lysergi.. |
kashmir dreamingA Poem by dimzvery short poem from a couple years ago |
SlaughterA Poem by LuciaWhere trees once kissed the skylineI find ribs upon a cageWhere pristine borders now entwineI once bore twinkling stageWhere honey once did glistenUpo.. |
UnseelieA Book by A. N. CraddockAfter her twin brother fails to return from Faerie, 18-year-old Cira ventures to the nightmarish realm to find him. |
PrologueA Chapter by A. N. CraddockThe dizziness that signaled a fae was near began to fade. With a gasp of relief, Cira collapsed against the alley wall. The rough brick cut into the s.. |
Forlorn and MoreA Poem by George AnthonyPotential symbology for many things |
TimeA Poem by Adam M. SnowTick, tick, tock! Tick, tick, tock! Gone are the days, we hold for granted. Ticking away, our life in canted. |
The Last PsychicA Book by PimThe power once common has been slaughtered. There remain only two users. One with unknown power who has massacred his way into power, and a teenager w.. |
Chapter One: BloodshedA Chapter by PimThe rebellion is crippled by the might of the military, being forced to use questionable measures to ensure the survival of their movement. |