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Nothing

Nothing

A Poem by aaron


My first true poem in a year. Filed with my solemn pain and love for one who cannot see past me, and therefore cannot in brace me.
Blind

Blind

A Poem by Kaseda


It's a word that describes everybody.
A Silent Absence

A Silent Absence

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


world's kneeling
My Insanity

My Insanity

A Poem by Maia


Don't exactly remember when or why I wrote this, but looking at the words I have an idea.
Prologue: Memories Of The Past

Prologue: Memories Of The Past

A Chapter by deeja


Even after alot of time has passed but the wounds of the past are still fresh. This chapter is describing the rough past of the girl (Melanie) and how..
Beauty Wrapped in Scars

Beauty Wrapped in Scars

A Poem by jtbaldwin92


I love with you with all of my heart You’re a strong woman who knows who you are Loving you is sometimes hard Because you&rsquo..
12 days a soldier

12 days a soldier

A Story by barnaby harrison


A short story that follows the last days of a wounded soldier.
I'm Fermenting Again

I'm Fermenting Again

A Poem by Christopher_Myles


I'm fermenting again.With weeks of sedimentary activity,I begin to fester.A wound that does not breathe...But would prefer not to,Because it likes its..
When I loved you

When I loved you

A Poem by VickiV


I have scars in my heartOpen wounds on my bodyA bruise in my brainI missed youI hated youBut lastly I loved youTears stain my cheeksrunning down my br..
Answers to the Heart

Answers to the Heart

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


female catharsis
Blood In The Water

Blood In The Water

A Poem by Emily


I thought you forgave me
Microstory 222: Shadows

Microstory 222: Shadows

A Story by Nick Fisherman


This is a microstory. You'll have to read it to find out what it's about.
Blitzkrieg

Blitzkrieg

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


tanks rolling
SORE WOUNDS 1940

SORE WOUNDS 1940

A Poem by Terry Collett


A WOMAN IN A LONDON HOSPITAL IN 1940. SHE SI BLIND AND LEGLESS AND ATTNEDED TO BY A FRENCH DOCTOR
Sixteen Flowers

Sixteen Flowers

A Story by Dominik D. Rites


Art to call her own, but she was no artist.
Rush

Rush

A Chapter by Nick Fisherman


Saga struggled to turn from her back to her side so that blood could drip out of her mouth. There was a way to survive this. Gutshots are deadly, but ..
Wounds

Wounds

A Poem by gabiaimee


Heal
Always

Always

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


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