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Lior Gavra
My new book, "BitterSweet," has hit #1 New Release on Amazon's Best Sellers List, I hope you can grab a copy! Sample stories in the …
NuBlaccSoul
24/M/South Africa    Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. …
raine cooper
I don't speak the language of any reality, and I stagger among the things of life. Fernando Pessoa. Twitter @fairycemetery
Eleete j Muir
parramatta, australia    Has been writing poetry since the age of 15. Metaphysical Poet & Song Lyricist...
Michael Murphy
United States    I've always written, but decided to start sharing what I write. I find now that I love anything written by my parents, grandparents... (even recipes) …
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Ranger
In the Dark    I am the monster under your bed. I am the thing, in the back of your head. I am the Big Bad Wolf your mothers …
Julie Butler
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Alissa Rogers
The Lonely Mountain, NC    I'm strange. I make odd references and have no set rules. write about my short comings and try to turn the base thoughts into golden …
Dre Brax
Melanie Walsh
But drinking cough syrup when you don't have a cough is ironic, because in reality you're sicker than you thought ~
Madison Sanborn
euphony
e u p h o n y    a raconteur—a sentient lifeform—a cognitive scientist—a millennial clairvoyant hueman #illhueminati http://www.soundcloud.com/illeuphonati/generation-comparison http://www.twitter.com/illeuphonati #RareIntentions Creator of #ILLHUEMINATIHUENITY DM for 3s #illhueminati snapchat: illeuphonati || instagram: illeuphonati
Camila
32/F/Mexico    this is just a hobbie and this is not my real name Ob/gyn Med&party
SG Holter
Fenstad, Norway.    Norwegian. Construction worker at daytime. Poet, musician and artist at night. All poems are the original works and property of © S.G. Holter, unless otherwise …
IL    Read my shitty poetry.
Zead
i would talk about who i am but that could be good meat for a poem at some time. besides, identification ruin how you reflect …

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