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Gifts of Fall

Gifts of Fall

A Poem by Dana Walker


Inspired by my good friend, RM, who sent me a photo of her simply perched in the arms of a tree on a November day. Quite lovely.
lone

lone

A Poem by m.s.early


perhaps the daywas broken long before the sun was upand casts of lonely stars faded like a kissand the horizon begged for lightthe way tormented souls..
A depressing piece

A depressing piece

A Poem by Kevin Joyce


Just more feelings from deep within
DEPRESSION OF AN OBSESSION

DEPRESSION OF AN OBSESSION

A Story by DhaVerd


You use to help me away from my depression, help it go away. But now you're gone, you're away. And I miss you like an obsession. This depression h..
Does God care about me?

Does God care about me?

A Story by Elder Reeve


Read the title
A Black Sheep in Wonderland

A Black Sheep in Wonderland

A Poem by David_Wayne_B777


A song about trying to live and cope in a false pretend pretty world.
The Last Wolf

The Last Wolf

A Book by Roses For Nicole


Dahlia is the last. The very last of her kind. Her parents have kept her heritage from her for as long as they can..but they can't hide anymore. Twos ..
Nightly Spring Thoughts

Nightly Spring Thoughts

A Poem by Azurecyan


A poem I did during the cold Spring season. Written in Tanka form.
Lone Soul

Lone Soul

A Poem by Ash


Distant lives create different cries That's what's wrong with the world today What's wrong with you? Not what's wrong with me. A poem so discr..
Gracefully

Gracefully

A Poem by mackenzi_drew


Observations: a lone bird
Empty

Empty

A Poem by Patricia


It's a strange time again. For everybody who doesn't know how to feel
I Am

I Am

A Poem by XtheLoneWolf


I am the lone wolf inside the cave of darkness, chasing the faint lightI am the angelic demon and the demonic angelI am the guardian of light and the ..
The Words Of The World's Last Man

The Words Of The World's Last Man

A Poem by Anna Dragon


I spend so much time getting upset about things that don't matter. Like when I step outof the shower, and I can feel the cold tiles. When I wake up to..
I'm nothing.

I'm nothing.

A Poem by Nanna


Poem about the feeling of being nothing.