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my creationA Poem by Madeline Capothere is a photo I keep of you in my childhood bibletucked somewhere between joshua and psalm,your arm is wrapped firmly around momyour skin is young .. |
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Self-confessedA Poem by Laura KateI undressed myselfthe time had cometo stand in front of the mirrorand confess it all -The late bloomerI held my breasts 'I used to think there wasn't.. |
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Lost in EmpathyA Poem by philapotamusin the winter it got colderbut the summers remained darkfeelings sometimes left my bodybut the memories weren't farwith suppression of my traumathere .. |
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The CharacterA Poem by Laura KatePlease don't fix your gaze on meand tell me that I've changedyour eyes penetrate me with arrows of despiseand I cannot bear the shameI know your perce.. |
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To be forgottenA Story by LCat80starWelcome! Behold a piece which is something tragic but as a writer what could you expect? |
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Interior walls of plasterA Story by LCat80star(A brief story about how your identity is always masked like a wall covered in layers of plaster or paint) |
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a body made of marbleA Poem by fena worship poem for the female body |
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Book of IneffablesA Poem by C Peril< CAUTION: READ AT YOUR OWN PERIL > |
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On Giving UpA Poem by Tobias SøgaardSometimes when life gets tough it can be easy to give up. But as long as the mind stays intact you aren't too far gone. |
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Starting OverA Poem by Tobias SøgaardI was snuck up on recently by this, which was a surprise to be sure, but not a particularly welcome one. |
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I am not a personA Story by OakTW derealization!!! |
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Hell-bent SistersA Book by JeffTWhen a mother’s dreams of stardom shatter, her children bear the shards. |
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Part 1: Sirin and AlkonostA Chapter by JeffTWhen a mother’s dreams of stardom shatter, her children bear the shards. |
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Part 2: The Devil Pays CashA Chapter by JeffTWhen a mother’s dreams of stardom shatter, her children bear the shards. |
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i want you to disappearA Poem by Karina Lindnerbeing in pain feels like your veins are burning up with a fever sometimes and yet the temperature won't turn off; so you feel sickly and weak but you .. |
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