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Lilith in Kathmandu?A Story by JeffTIt's a good thing that marriages are not made in heaven, because God has made at least one notorious boo-boo (or so the devil is rumored to have lied).. |
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I Crave... You Crave...A Poem by Makayla CalvertYou. Your touch. Your skin. Your lips. Your love. Your lust. I Crave.Me. My touch. My skin. My lips. My love. My lust. You Crave.Crave.Touch, skin, li.. |
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Its 10 am somewhereA Poem by Cas MurrayIts 10 am somewhere |
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Once Upon A TimeA Poem by YouoweYoupayGo on, tell me a story. No? |
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The Lonely heartA Poem by RedArticThis poem is about my lover, whom I used to love, but now I love her, but she doesn't. So this poem is for her rememberence in my heart. |
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ReviveA Poem by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)for my muse |
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An Autumn LoveA Poem by Ebb and FlowYour love is an Autumn breeze on a cloudless day, and the welcoming scent of leaf decay. |
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Breathing Made EasierA Poem by Ebb and FlowYou, my love, are a breath of fresh air in an all too suffocating world |
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Letters to herA Poem by MDear you,I know he's next to you right nowI know it feels niceCuzWhen he's not sneaking 'round with you he's laying next to me.And yes, I know how nic.. |
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An Outing to Meet Up with My Best FriendA Poem by Faith AndersonOne morning, I woke up and felt a very strong desire to go outside and walk to my neighborhood park, where there is also a small field surrounded by t.. |
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Part II. TrippingA Chapter by leafletPart II. Tripping Laura liked the cold wind. It was hard to resist, going into the cold, with no scarf on, with nothing but a plain underwear right un.. |
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I. Sometime CupidA Chapter by leafletLove is a religion; you pray and keep hidden. |
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How does it feel?A Poem by Laura KateYou always felt alonemisunderstood by othersseparate from the restgoing against the grainnever wanted famecould never stand the looksnever anyone to t.. |
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The Writer - Chapter 34A Chapter by A.L.The Healer |
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ColdA Poem by Rookie12Its from the pov of a child who lived in streets with their mom and they are nostalgic about the last cold they faced together |
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Self-confessedA Poem by Laura KateI undressed myselfthe time had cometo stand in front of the mirrorand confess it all -The late bloomerI held my breasts 'I used to think there wasn't.. |
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My Depiction of YouA Poem by TaoMy first piece that I am posting, and first I have ever shared. Didn't know which one to choose so just chose the first I found. |
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A BurdenA Poem by boygene boriceHere comes another broken poem from a broken person |
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