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springA Poem by Anonymous 79third installment to my poem series (previous is "winter") |
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Blood Ring Part TwoA Chapter by Pink Pastelconnects to blood ring part one. |
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Winter's HeartA Poem by Fransivan WritesA poem about a mother losing her child. |
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Does the Snow Fall in Heaven?A Poem by Fransivan WritesA letter (prose poem) of a mother to her dead child. |
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21. A Mourning MotherA Chapter by Peter RogersonREMEMBERING REBECCA, Part 21 |
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The Knife of YouA Poem by Nicholas DuboeMy mother passed away November 16th 2020 and this just came out of me months later. Hopefully you can relate. |
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School of SerpentsA Book by Olivier VintoisDesperate search for happiness from a woman who, as a child, was not loved by her parents. |
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Mother's DayA Poem by LalaMothersWithout her we would not beShe is unique and wiseThe roots of our family treeAnd the one we listen to for adviseShe teaches us life lessonsOur .. |
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Ringing in My HeadA Poem by Summer Emswilersometimes mothers say the things that hurt us the most. |
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My Mom Took Me to the Airport - a poemA Poem by RebekahSimply a poem about a story I previously posted here. |
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1. The Spy who Almost Loved HerA Chapter by Peter RogersonA SUMMER UNDER THE SUN Part 1 |
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7. A Chat in the GardenA Chapter by Peter RogersonA SUMMER UNDER THE SUN Part 7 |
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8. A Pretty Floral MinidressA Chapter by Peter RogersonA SUMMER UNDER THE SUN Part 6 |
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MotherA Poem by Methmi MandaraA gift for my mother on mother's day |
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LostA Poem by Lisa CI lost my selfsomewhere heresomewhere therea loss so deepit shattered my soulbroke me,I gathered the piecesand stuck them back togetherbut now i&rsquo.. |
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Walking WombA Poem by LeslieNoelI have been going down a journey of becoming a mother. I have into some difficulties at times. I wrote this because I feel that love does not come fro.. |
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Chapter 1: The Vow of the LostA Chapter by SlaynoirValidar cannot have his twisted dreams given life, so Robin must be taken somewhere safe as quickly as Lola can afford...and leave everything behind. |
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MommaA Poem by R. Oxleya dream and memories of my mother, and the times we spent together when she didn't seem concerned with her appearance |
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