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UnfinishedA Story by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesSomething that I am thinking about putting together. This is just a little snippet of it. |
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How to cook an eggA Story by Antonio GiustiniPlanning on publishing with art that is in the style of Chris Simpson. |
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Inhale.A Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesTwirling. Twirling leaves. Oats, honey and bees. Useless. Useless thoughts. Closed minds and tots. Deceived? Destined to believe. But not to be.. |
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Conditions.A Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesWritten after listening to Billie Holiday sing Strange Fruit. |
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The ValkyrieA Poem by Ghost47The words filled with feelings The eyes showing her thousands stories The smile hiding millions of her pain Yet a little funny, little stupid escap.. |
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Crippled.A Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesA look into a moment after something deep and intense. |
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Blindsided.A Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesGlimpses like little flashes into moments and thoughts. |
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Two Faced.A Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesLiterally just wrote this. Apparently, I get motivated to write when I am sitting in my car haha. |
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Heaven’s SkullA Poem by KibaxChanThis is the story of the hole in Heaven’s skull. |
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Back In Place.A Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesThis has a very dark plot twist. |
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Repeat.A Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesJust a dark little poem. A little more of word play than I usually do. |
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The Particular Positions of Winter.A Poem by Ken Simm.The Second of the Winter Poems. |
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Duality.A Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesThe uneven balance of the condition of half the population. |
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Why We (I) Think the Way We (I) ThinkA Story by Rose Guingrichthoughts on dark distractions |
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How Else Can I Explain?A Poem by DAHLeaves touch dawn with their lips, deep roots, swelling of earth. Each morning is an empty room, ano.. |
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FickleA Poem by AnnaThere is not much left of me, In terms of sanity; it has leaked into oak bark and Leapt down cathedral halls To rest in woodland moss and deep in.. |
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Thoughts In VelenA Poem by AnnaMy heart has leapt, it's fled, I don't know where it's gone. But still I linger to listen, to all of your ramblings-on. My chest is filled with .. |
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SinA Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesThe problem with religion & the way people tend to twist it to justify their actions. To spread their opinions on love and hate. The contradiction rel.. |
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THE GHOST I SAW WAS MEA Poem by C. Lee Battaglia* It won't escape |
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