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DreamcatcherA Poem by TyDreamcatcher |
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What's WrongA Story by SamanthaShort story or more then that, How the mind works but more about how my mind works.A thought. |
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Killed Creativity💔A Poem by Sonakshi AroraIt is mentally inundating... |
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Self-tortureA Story by SamanthaOne of my other thoughts |
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A Poem For My Girlfriend That I Hope She Never Rea..A Poem by Soph NatashaA poem about being in my first serious relationship, the differences between us, and the struggle of being in love with someone while struggling with .. |
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worries of a studentA Story by cassiawell, mid years may be over, stress may be relieved but where's the fun in that? whats more interesting is the part receiving the horrid mark after.. |
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I promiseA Story by SamanthaA Promise is a big thing now as we were kids it was so easy to keep things a secret. |
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real?A Story by SamanthaHow my brain isnt my brain now, its not even called that anymore. My dreams are no longer dreams they are nightmares upon nightmares. |
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Edgy Teen Writer Explores Online Writing CommunityA Story by buzzkill kazooI dare you to make it through this. Looking for general feedback and whatever comments you feel like leaving. Chips and soda will be served at the end.. |
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In which I have wrongly assumed my Post Traumatic ..A Poem by BrianaWIn which I have wrongly assumed my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder has left meAnd what a dark shadow you areTo have followed me this relentlesslyYou ca.. |
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Silent talkingA Story by SamanthaA little bit of everything yet nothing at all |
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Anxiety Has a NameA Story by T.D. MinorDrabble - 100 words |
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EmpathyA Poem by gabiaimeep.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 1.. |
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Depressing and VentingA Poem by MariaMy mood tends to be calm and peaceful but as of late, I go from being mad to being sad, and my tone of voice, depicts this too much,. so my supervisor.. |
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From One World to AnnotherA Poem by AustinMe venting about what I used to think about things and how things are |
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The Cruelest Farewell.A Story by Mustafa Abuhamdehevery forty seconds, someone in the world will slit their wrists, or take an excessive dose of bills to end their existence. Why? When did the face of.. |
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Stressed OutA Poem by JessicaFound this on my phone from April. Oh if young me had known what lied ahead... |
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