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Dechanteur
When tongue failed to utter the feel, words left to express unspoken heal. Serenity, when I bow to You.
Vladimir Ruduke
Texas    Life is but darkness at every corner. People always rushing and pushing to find some light. Forget the light for it will fade. Join me …
Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
Brittney Anne
In love with a boy who leaves me with a pit in my stomach and drowns me in an ocean of my own tears.
Kimberly
Canada   
Michael W Noland
Seattle    It is all true
Jake Backlund
Minnesota    I was happy to find this site. It will hopefully serve as an outlet for my feelings and opinions. Please read and comment. I'll reciprocate.
Nick Durbin
M/Ohio    I have missed the joys of writing in recent years, but am glad to have found this avenue and community to indulge in my love …
Passion fire hope
If you listen, my story will be heard
ComplicatedCharmer
India    16.Indian.Crazy.Complicated.Sweet.JaggedThoughts.Confused.Amazing. I'mma big mess with a capital M. I actually suck at writing.but i dont care.i write it for myself,to myself,or maybe anybody who's going …
Jo Fo
South Carolina   
Jeremy Bean
M/Detroit, Michigan    You can find my poetry book, MIND AFIRE on Amazon if you are interested in my further works Other than that I am a songwriter, …
Karma Infante
THE WORD THAT NEEDS TO BE POUR OUT I write my Own Story on: karmainfante.wordpress.com Follow me on Twitter: twitter.com/KarmaInfante
sanguine-souls
scattered
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Temitope Popoola
Lagos State    Is a Nigerian, a writer and the author of the play Love will surely make a way. She loves to travel and is also an …
Infamous one
22/Gotham    Hello friend! My name is infamous1! I've been writing for years, its my voice. I'm being more creative no longer self destructive. I started writing …
LINK THE HERO OF TIME
In the future    I am a person who loves poem's and I am glad to share with you. I also love to play video games. —-██—— Put this …
Nat Lipstadt
M/nyc    your words, speak them slow and distinct, for they arrive slow to you, a trickling of refugees for your sheltering, harbor them as full companions, …
Melancholia    You truly dont want to know
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