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A Hero of ThoughtA Story by VRYXWhat you could learn from the writings of a Man of thoughts, a Hero. |
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Don't Ever Tell Anybody AnythingA Story by yourhaircutmanIt doesn't have to be a long period of time. If you give your heart to somebody for any amount of time, whether they accept it or not, you'll never .. |
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DUBROVNIK 1972.A Poem by Terry CollettA YOUNG MAN IN DUBROVNIK IN 1972. |
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Nightfall Bring My DoomA Poem by JazmenWritten when I was heavily addicted. |
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When The Black Gates OpenA Poem by JazmenWritten when I was in a bad spot. |
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Until you loved meA Poem by Kruppz"My life is brilliant. My love is pure." |
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A Bag of WrinklesA Poem by BristolMaudAs my body deviates more and more from the image of beauty I developed in my youth, I find that I am more and more beautiful. |
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RIOT!A Poem by nigrum homonculusbased on the riots from the 6th to the 8th of august. riot police clogged up my alley way, the shopping centre near my house was destroyed and the leg.. |
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ImaginaryA Book by Adam M. SnowImagine you’re this woman who was living an ordinary life. Always caring, never hurt anyone in your lifetime. One day while you lie asleep in yo.. |
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Chapter OneA Chapter by whiteroseThe air was cold against Juliana’s face, the wind whipping bright pink lines across her cheeks. Her mother hurried her along, dragging her.. |
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My Grandmother, The SupermodelA Story by Katherine RachelShe sits in a chair, not a rocking chair - “I’ll die before I rock!” she jokes. She’s tiny, as thin as she was in her prime, .. |
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Of a Stag in ColoradoA Poem by RyanDid you see deer? He was here but a second ago, with antlers that would make the average pine tree jealous. He crossed the stream not ten second.. |
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Shaky Steps and Decided DirectionsA Poem by RyanI watched you as you stood, Realized it was something I needed Saw your long strides across the living room floor Realized it was what it.. |
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I rambled in a fiery wakeA Poem by Diana ChristinaExcerpts from a lost vacation. |
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The bed sheetsA Story by Diana Christina"The bed sheets saw Cambry grow up like voyeurs and wallflowers: masochistically and sadistically." |
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