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FallingA Poem by Savannah Giovannafalling in love.what is it really?everyone claims that They call it “falling” because that is exactly what it feels like;falling.but I wou.. |
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You Are the OneA Poem by Suzq4u2Found true love |
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Happy Father's Day, Mom!A Poem by Suzq4u2In celebration of Father's Day - mom being the only parent does everything for her child |
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white noiseA Poem by Karl Tobarwhite noiseyou are alone existingnot alive yet not deadlove-sickthe world is blurrya beautiful face ever presentwherever you lookthose eyes make you f.. |
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chapter 4A Chapter by anju daynightChapter4Iwoke to the sound of Amelia'shigh-pitchedvoice calling me from across her room."guess what!" She was overly excited from the morning. One of .. |
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Hearts and GunsA Book by Shri_hcNova Black, and Jane Rush. Two best friends involved in a gang. Nova being the leader of the gang. What happens when their pasts catch up to them ?? .. |
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NosebleedA Story by C.E.M.A lost girl in a big city, on the eve of her 18th birthday, goes to a show instead of celebrating and ends up witnessing a horrible accident, and a hu.. |
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Updated & Clearer Version! I do hope of What true ..A Story by OnlymeHave you ever loved someone that much, that it actually hurts? And I don't mean loving them for physical pleasures alone Or because of how they lo.. |
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In Love With The UnreachableA Poem by Sahara MistMy soul is crushed Beneath obscurities weight As reality retrieves its rainbow And abandons me in this awful place Never to exp.. |
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Arsoun se....A Poem by Faisal imtiyaz khanLines dedicated to imaginary beloved. |
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Drive Back the NightA Poem by Rayne212I've been at war so long.At war with my world.At war with myself.I'm so tired, but I dont have quit in me.There are moments, though when the weariness.. |
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FalseA Poem by KaitlynIt started long before I met you A dreadful gift from my father Sparking false connections I become too attached But why you? Maybe it was your.. |
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EscapeA Chapter by QuinnRosePayson paced back and forth, the small led clock on the wall displayed 4:45 PM in bright green lights. He ran a frustrated hand through his brown hair.. |
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My California KingA Poem by Kelly ScheppersMy California Kingmorning breaks,sunlight peers through vertical blindsyou lie warmand sleepingin my California kingi sip from a french roastvoyeurist.. |
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EmilyA Poem by OnlymeWe had a cat called EmilyDear sweet Ems for shortShe was white as the drivensnowflakes that descend fromheaven above at wintertime.She was a true dear.. |
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