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Happy people don't writeA Story by Henrique KasaiYea, yea criticize me as much as you want |
Never Fall for a WriterA Poem by Erica Ross;) |
Aversion to Love--- PrologueA Story by J. V. MoffattThis is a story about a writer |
TasteA Poem by Lisa CrumpTaste: Love tantalizing Touch mesmerizing Different, beautiful, antagonizing Out of touch with reality...yet realizing I'm officially au.. |
I want to beA Poem by Kristoffer Tomminator Lar..A quick poem, mashed up with some words I thought of during the day. |
On the RoadA Book by Donald JamesSkylar is a column writer, who is chosen to write a feature about being on tour with a well-known heavy metal-band. She has no experience in the music.. |
Breaking The SilenceA Story by EastciderWhilst writing this I describe my nervous moments of blogging for the first time in a room ironically contrasted by comfort and discomfort in abundanc.. |
Do Not Fall in Love with a WriterA Poem by ClaireA writer in love. |
Rhyming Words That Don't RhymeA Story by Callum McleavyTwo years ago if you asked me to write lyrics i would of been stuck.. But now i can do it easy.. I am not the best i do not claim to be, but i am impr.. |
DrowningA Poem by Naomi BloomSong lyrics describing the doomed romance between a mammal and a fish. Can you guess what animated characters I am referring to? |
In ReverieA Story by Steph CruzFind me there, in the place where I belong, in the land of distant reverie, where everything seems a dream.Let me show you what I see up here amongst .. |
I'm An Unfinished PoemA Poem by Steph CruzTonight, I looklike an unfinished poem.My hair is messy and downfar past my waist. I havetwo pockets fullof mournful and a changepursefull of sky.I am.. |
His Unfinished StoriesA Story by WillJack sat at his desk, pen in hand and pad at the ready, prepared to release a bombardment of words. His room was illuminated only by the lamp, lightin.. |
A NEW WORLDA Chapter by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)I have found my new world here in Writerscafe. |
That MoodA Story by Lauren N. RodriguezSometimes I think I should just be locked in a room with paper and ink. No, not even with paper, I have the walls; but what of when that space is .. |
I had a line but I don't rememberA Poem by anamezicThe walls are filled with vomit andSeeping out all overIt's too bad I've lost my way with wordsThe poems escape me now in some horribleCon I brought a.. |
Never EnoughA Poem by Steph CruzI rememberwhen you said my illnessdoes not and will not define me.but I see words beneaththe webbing over plateletsand they tell methere is nothing mo.. |
PoetA Poem by Dana AlsamsamA poem about being a poet |