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Mother of the Flowers

Mother of the Flowers

A Story by Sofia Brun


With nothing you are happier than with everything.
Flowers, Crosses, and Butterflies

Flowers, Crosses, and Butterflies

A Poem by David_Wayne_B777


A song about the hypocrisy behind those who glamorize beauty
Maybe You Can Help Me

Maybe You Can Help Me

A Poem by Brittany


Poem about looking for self worth through sex.
Pretty Things

Pretty Things

A Poem by Shaibelle


They always chase the pretty things...
Caterpillar

Caterpillar

A Poem by AmberWind


I was a little caterpillar climbing up a treeReaching for the leaf - I was totally freeThe wind was blowing, but I was hanging onThen the human came a..
The Tale of Eden

The Tale of Eden

A Poem by Rosezelene Ersa


a short poem of impact.
Heart?

Heart?

A Poem by Rosezelene Ersa


a broken poem about a broken heart, but not in the way we understand it to be.
Pretty little tragedy

Pretty little tragedy

A Poem by PrettyLittleMasochist


A dark little poem about a masochistic couple.
Painted Ladies

Painted Ladies

A Poem by gabiaimee


Artwork is dangerous.
I Promise To Be Pretty Tomorrow

I Promise To Be Pretty Tomorrow

A Poem by Kat Marie


A poem I wrote about my insecurities.
You're So Pretty

You're So Pretty

A Poem by Lizzy Marie


They say Lizzy you're so pretty I say thanks but don't say that please. This me is not me. They don't know me They don't know who I am who I've b..
Dangerous

Dangerous

A Poem by Michel'le


She was a beautyAdmiring her formStaring at her perksWanting to embrace herWithout RealizingShe is the human form of Hell
Am I Pretty

Am I Pretty

A Story by atlas_lives


A young girl struggles with her image.
How We Must See The Stars

How We Must See The Stars

A Poem by Anna


Go my love, how we must see the stars.Shining so marvelously in the sky,a thing no man can touch.Dancing dangerously on the edges of the universe,and ..
Forgotten View

Forgotten View

A Poem by Anna


Things do not become less beautiful as time goes by,but we simply forget how to see it.It is not the young who have no eye for beauty,but the old who ..
red

red

A Poem by Marana Adams


Just a poem about a pretty red bird I seen in my yard