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Submerging, Fading & SuccumbingA Poem by Joey NizzEverything is so convolutedEvery day is like a trial so full of impedimentsThat gives the impression of beyond the bounds of possibility (the impossib.. |
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Never Gone... Always Alive...A Poem by Onlymecomfort in knowing... |
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Savor the MomentsA Story by Mari' Emeraudea short story from the book Crack in the Mirror |
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A Short Story About PromisesA Story by NanaThomasBased off a prompt, "Write a conversation where one person is begging the other to stay with them. It cannot be a love story of any kind." |
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U MAD BRO?A Book by tREEsWarm regards, tREEs |
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Why am I still here?A Poem by NomkhumbulwaConveying the feelings of terror and fear experienced prior to leaving my "safe haven", and having to return to a world where I feel I do not belong. .. |
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Golden EmberA Poem by WillaDanversA little spark in time caught my eye, burning the words into my memory and scarring the page. |
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Don't touch meA Poem by Chloe Madison Taylor.Rereading my old poetry is so cringy. Hello to anyone that followed me before that might still be active :) Missed writing, my heart needed it. Say hi.. |
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Closed EyesA Poem by FoxandtheSwordWhen I leave this world and enter the next,I hope it'll be as grand as I'd imagined,with the voices from my head echoing in the clouds,the touch of hi.. |
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Slow and dying worldA Chapter by Noir CrescentSlow and dying world Change does make the road, but no beginning is without end. Men with chisel and hammer carves blindly away from life’s .. |
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Little BirdA Poem by Alek the PoetA poem about a man and a bird... |
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I am.A Story by RosmbreI am a woman. It still feels strange saying woman. Accusatory. That woman over there. But I’m closer to 30 than 20 so I better get used to it. S.. |
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By the early light of Christmas morn.A Poem by OnlymeBy the early light of Christmas morn.she lay in her hospital bed.Her newly wedded husbandholding her fragile handas she quietly slips away.He smiles a.. |
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The FailureA Poem by The Iron HorsemanJust a little homily about ensuring that you live a full life so that you have no regrets when it is your turn to go! |
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The Smoke of my FireA Poem by LazerRayshmm... the idea of how smoke lives off a dying fire |
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Anxious AngelA Poem by ElizabethThis is my first post! Poetry has always been a practice I've held close to my heart, and this poem was designed as a way to begin drafting a story. |
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DeathA Poem by Marlice MorganHe roams the earth by moons pale lightA hunter in the dark of nightMans soul he comes to take awayto rob you of another dayHungry for the blood of man.. |
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