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a lion’s eye of the tigerA Poem by godlucifera lion’s din is a lion’s beauty |
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In The Eye Is BeautyA Poem by William Michael ReevesPlaying with wordplay |
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Last minutes of her journeyA Poem by Louisa ChanA fragile purple petalWhirling passively in the windLanded softly on my terraceLonesome as she seemedI helped her up and restedHer among the thriving .. |
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Timid Fascination (Wounded Heart)A Poem by DreamWarriorA poem about my constant love for, and fascination with the opposite sex. My desire to have one of those sweet, lovely, delicate creatures for my own... |
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The practice pages: Beauty becomes her.A Story by LaymanScribeA short discussion with my daughter. |
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Over The Moon and Then SomeA Poem by Richard William Mueller I..Some people want more because they believe they are deserving of more |
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Deer GiftA Story by Kathy Van KurinWhile sitting in a natural place of solitude a beautiful full grown doe came along. |
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ABIGAIL’S BEAUTYA Story by Peter RogersonNot every baby is born to be beautiful... |
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InfernoA Poem by Elizabeth warrenA poem inspired by the picture of Dorian gray and something I myself suffer with, Dorian gray syndrome. |
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An introvert's mindA Poem by Elizabeth warrenI spend my dayslocking myself in my roomwriting poetry, reading poetryand maybe going on a walk for coffeesome may think i'm crazy but I like it that .. |
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Strobe Lights. Dance Floor.A Poem by ABitBrokenPoetryIntimateShadows swallowing usSwirling lights momentarily catching youLighting you up like a neon signYour hair blue, then purple, then greenEye lashes.. |
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YVETTE’S SWEET VOICEA Story by Peter RogersonThis little girl can sing! |
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1 - The House at MedviaA Chapter by TertiaChapter 1 The House at Medvia The high front door of the house at Medvia dominated the cobbled square it faced. Its sash windows on i.. |
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The House at MedviaA Book by TertiaThe House at Medvia was a halfway house between war and peace, between fight and flight, between love and loss. |
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2 - Twilight DashA Chapter by TertiaChapter 2 Twilight Dash It was nine thirty-five and I felt suffocated from the cloud of cigarette smoke hanging in the air above. I got out of bed.. |
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3 - Scraping the SkyA Chapter by TertiaChapter 3 Scraping the Sky We scurried out of the side door, ran through the slippery mulch of sycamore leaves and skipped across the wet cobbled .. |
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EyebrowsA Story by Christina OMatilde, a beautiful woman in her 30's is obsessed with her married lover Tamer. She is self absorbed, misguided and riddle with self doubt. |
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