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Exploring World, Exploring SelfA Poem by boobalajcushionI have been travelling a lot this past year, and I recently ended up in Bali for one reason or other. I had a lot to think over. |
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Beautiful To MeA Poem by boobalajcushionI feel things deeply, a way for me to convey, is to write. I hope people feel happiness when reading about my own, perhaps it will remind them of the .. |
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PrecariousA Poem by boobalajcushionTake from it what you will. |
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Mind and BodyA Poem by CalionaBlitz Poem |
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Sanity in InsanityA Poem by CalionaInsanity can be blissSanity can be painInsanity lets you see the truth in the world.Sanity keeps it hiddenInsanity opens your mindSanity closes itInsa.. |
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Come with Me (2nd Draft)A Story by EJ's HorrorThis was a revised, extended and re-written thanks to all of the suggestions. It features a more in detail version of the story 'Come with Me' |
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The Time KeeperA Poem by Morgan StormsMy first draft, thoughts welcome. |
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DigressA Poem by boobalajcushionA dramatic piece I will be performing at a Poetry Slam event (my first!). Read the notes below, a little poem about entwined hearts. PS I WON THE COMP.. |
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No NameA Poem by boobalajcushionI'll tell you en wet, you we thest I'd senAnd how I'd longed for a man like you, of that I had dreamedYou said you loved me as I had my own mindBut yo.. |
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Red, HandA Chapter by S. D. ForogarPending. . . . |
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Saturday newsA Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..I was thinking about weeping willows but seems the world is hurting too |
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WORDS TO LIVE BYA Story by BesGooWORDS OF THE DAY |
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no changeA Poem by davidramos12344I don't see change. |
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HomeworkA Poem by Robert RonnowMoby Dick, geometry, physics.Study every subject everyday.Homework is an indicator of future success.Success is not necessarily happiness but it helps.. |
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HIDDEN DEMONS IN THE HEART'S ATTIC...A Poem by Ishwar GrewalIn today's world, everyone is so self-centered, selfish and greedy. It is hard to find love which is beyond these petty things. |
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The World Under Our FeetA Story by CasheyaneA one shot about a runaway bride and a runaway best man meeting in a cliff |
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The TideA Poem by Sean J. DezseThe TideI look out and see peoplePeople that like to be peopleThe people that walk down the streetRazor blades under their feetSlabs of concrete thrus.. |
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