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Who is she

Who is she

A Poem by MJ Del


“Who is she”She’s like the moon when its shines down on you at night all alone in the sky she looks right at you. She’s like t..
First Morning

First Morning

A Poem by Yahallo


Today, I decide to start fresh. I grew tired of dark thoughts. I will look at the world in a better light.
Blood Of Mine

Blood Of Mine

A Poem by Lovecraft


Just a somewhat abstract poem I wrote which is currently unfinished.
Ghost on the Shore

Ghost on the Shore

A Story by Esoterica


A boy tells the tale of the ghost on the shore to his girlfriend. But nothing could prepare them for the encounter of a lifetime.
Listening To Sky

Listening To Sky

A Poem by Satish Verma


Listening To Sky
Death Smiles

Death Smiles

A Poem by Yahallo


I always imagined a faceless, invisible Death. Floating like a wind...
Do you love me?

Do you love me?

A Poem by Yahallo


Rejection and heartbreak. False hope. Written for a contest using specific words.
The Life of MC and Me

The Life of MC and Me

A Book by E.H. Koski


A hidden organization that has its headquarters in the underground of a hospital is bringing the dead back to life. Of course, these undead come with ..
Chapter Two

Chapter Two

A Chapter by E.H. Koski


Chapter two of The Life of MC and Me
Chapter Three

Chapter Three

A Chapter by E.H. Koski


Chapter three of The Life of MC and Me
Chapter Four

Chapter Four

A Chapter by E.H. Koski


Chapter four of The Life of MC and Me
Dreamt

Dreamt

A Poem by Ty


Dreamt
Higher Dreams

Higher Dreams

A Poem by ButterflyVision


Here to witness, What do we know the drifting feeling of where we go. Further travel than before, Perceived reality? So much more. Distinguished ..
False Freedom

False Freedom

A Poem by ButterflyVision


False freedom is a much lived truth, Souls live in bodies that are misunderstood. Time for change is running low, How we live is soon to go. Somet..
Sleep Paralysis

Sleep Paralysis

A Poem by ButterflyVision


It's dark, near black but my eyes wide open.Someone's talking, words are spoken. The noise is heavy, a presence felt. I’m rigid in body but hi..

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