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Fading White

Fading White

A Poem by Thrushsong


Less pristine, but more alive.
[ No Regaining Purity ]

[ No Regaining Purity ]

A Poem by Raine


burning alive
Envy of the undefiled...

Envy of the undefiled...

A Poem by stranger-n-life


The analogy of brotherhood and duality of life, as explored in scripture ...
Purity Drive

Purity Drive

A Story by Gisette


The Zodiacs are not who you think they are. Unions bound forever break, love and betrayal abounds. As the wars begin, so we end.
Hell is in "Hello"

Hell is in "Hello"

A Poem by Karina Longo


Dark, twisted rambling.
Five Chop Road

Five Chop Road

A Poem by GoldenOne


Memories hold a sacredness that reality cannot touch, and truth can be sadly lacking in the face of such holiness. But I have found a place that mem..
Purity

Purity

A Poem by Emily Shae


Purity of the heart, untainted by blackened sin-- awaiting true love.
The Wedding Gift

The Wedding Gift

A Story by Emily Shae


Among the bright display of wedding gifts sat one misshaped box. The box sported smudged finger prints, and it’s once wholesome white paper wa..
Glass Palace

Glass Palace

A Poem by Monica Carr Innovation


A poem about love at it's purest.
The Detective and the Demon

The Detective and the Demon

A Story by Roger Denton


A Short Story
If Only

If Only

A Poem by ❀ Gabriela Ϭ..


True beauty lies in all of us. If only we could see...
[acid]

[acid]

A Poem by Sarah Ott


strange astringent, ablink of an eye; the water bleeds and i, dry as a bone, wragged and wrung come out serene and alive.~
Get Me?

Get Me?

A Poem by Arly Parent


There's nothing about methat won't beat you to your knees--beat you down with kindnesswith serenity,with ease.There's nothing more about me,that You y..
Oil Lamp

Oil Lamp

A Poem by YouoweYoupay


I needed not change the world.
Immortal Time

Immortal Time

A Poem by Melody Carney


Tipping scales of immortal time, intertwined this world and I. My breath is not a guarantee, for death I am not so shy. Far beyo..
Journeys Way

Journeys Way

A Poem by Melody Carney


I write to free my soul, to give a glimps of me. I follow no rules when writting, it's what sets me free.
A moment passed

A moment passed

A Poem by Melody Carney


Each moment is a gift, each second another is lost. Give each moment away on point, nerve to be caught stilling one away.

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