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so it comes to thisA Chapter by Lyn Andersona little funny, sort of ... |
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Pre-Dawn Ramblings of an Insomniatic MindA Poem by Bright Ocean Starjust me and my tea at a quarter past three...:) |
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Will You Stay?A Poem by VertoAtrumA free-form about how I'm scared to lose my boyfriend when I transition (I'm an FtM, pre everything). Even though I've tried to tell him it will still.. |
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3 amA Poem by QuinnIt's three am It's dark outside It's time to sleep I can't close my eyes I hear the cars I sit alone I think about stuff That I don't know .. |
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Tomorrow In a BottleA Poem by DannyisawriterDon't we have enough to worry about for today? Why worry about tomorrow too? |
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I will be with YouA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueEven if the days run faster, Stealing your beauty a bit, Don’t you worry, I’ll be there, Nothing has the ability to make .. |
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Where Did We GoA Poem by Healing StarA shimmer in the Night. |
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Come and Dream with MeA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueCome and dream with me, Let’s visualise and do what others just see, Dream is like a seed, Giving birth to a tree that all need.. |
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When You are AloneA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueWhen you are all alone, When all the worlds seem to be gone, Don’t you ever worry, Just add wings to the sweetest memory. Wh.. |
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The Phone RingsA Story by Darl NightingaleThe anticipation before anything important is much scarier than the thing itself. |
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I Tell You I'm FineA Poem by gabiaimeeHow can I find the words? |
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I am PeterA Poem by Lauren OcaA conversation with only myself, as I peer over the bedsheets and out into dreams and hallucinations of the grown up world, whilst simultaneously bein.. |
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Pick Me, oh, Pick MeA Poem by Don't just B, but B amazi..A poem about writing my first manuscript and querying agents. I think I may actually refine this and use it as a query, ha ha. |
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Crows, bluejays and pigeonsA Poem by Robert RonnowCrows, bluejays and pigeonstalk this morning. Closest we cometo wilderness here. Autos screechand sirens scream. Only 7 a.m.My fat belly and possible .. |
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The seasons inure us to lossA Poem by Robert RonnowThe seasons inure us to losswhether a vote of confidenceor no confidencewe are neither more nor lessin our hearts and souls. We are stillwhole, histor.. |
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Communicating the BirdA Poem by Robert RonnowHow many poetry books = 1 Nissan Pathfinder exhaust system.How many bluebirds? Money is how we thank people for what makes them specialHow we express .. |
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Wish Upon a StarA Poem by Colorless... |
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