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At the studioA Story by Haim KadmanAn excerpt of my 17th book to be published soon. |
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The Artist's WorkA Poem by Writing WalterSome people just aren't made for some jobs... |
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Desire.A Poem by GiachettaI feel you, I hold you, I yearn for your love,I desire you with all my heart as if nothing is enough.So dearest, let me write to you a thousand words .. |
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A piece from my passionate novel.A Story by Giachetta‘There he was, the love of my life, the father of my children. It had been so many years since we had our last conversation; and here we are, .. |
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Will You Love.A Poem by GiachettaLover, will you love with meFor I am hurt and unwholeYou crave to the love of my soulLover, will you love with meFor I devout to you perfectionYou sha.. |
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A DreamA Poem by NIGHT OWLThere are days when all I dream for is Peace.I want happiness for this heartand to quell the roar of a Beast.It's a Beast that consumesand devours my .. |
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Alone Artist: P1A Story by crazyhatesA young artist working for an atelier working for several clients, none of which would be considered 'normal'. |
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Unrestrained ArtistA Poem by CzarinaOne of my older poems. Relates to artists and authors alike. |
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Choking on rosesA Poem by Phillip J ClaytonIt's in the quiet times,those moments when the job is done.Whiskey and cigarettes becomecomforting whispers.The silence, obnoxiously deafening.The min.. |
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3. here lies my sparkA Chapter by Jordan WilliamsHere lies my art Buried with my creativity The origins I stored within None find as riveting Danced upon with feet we fake Covered with such che.. |
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THE BROPHYS.A Story by Terry CollettA FAMILY GET TOGETHER FOR A SKETCH FOR FAMILY PORTRAIT. |
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Just A Day Or Two Right Here Jigga.A Story by Joseph Anthony Alizio Jr.Just Last Night With Todays Writing. Yes. I DO WRITE ALL DAY LONG. But...I Have Been Publishing My "One Third Book" Ebooks Instead Right Now. "BUS.. |
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THE LONELY ARTISTA Poem by DEEPESH DEWANGANThis poem is about an artist who is always alone and wants to be alone. He don't like to interact with people and is always depressed. |
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She Who Was.A Poem by witchyboyShe would breathe in the nothingand exhale whole galaxies.An artist by nature,her blood laced with creation;flowing from her fingertipsto the beat of .. |
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