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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. …
anemone213
23/F/cebu city, philippines    I believe in 10 thousand hours
Flawless Contradictions
45/F/Michigan    Writing is a reminder that I'm still alive. A hippie with a gypsies touch. Hollow, trying to embrace the earths saliva. Ask me anything I'm …
Ayaba Babe
Fort Lauderdale    Angel | Àse | Flower Child. Vermont. Boston. South Florida. PHENOMENAL... just like Miss Angelou, HONEY consistency... just like Oshun.
PurpleOrchidSpirit
Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon and each night it cries for a love it will never touch.
mercy stephens
south carolina    this is my life. vegan. musician. nature freak.. I'm just your typical hippie setting foot on the journey to happiness...the scars on my wrists and …
Ricci Moon ScottBCM
The Inn Between    Trying, Failing, Trying Failing, Trying Succeeding, Whining and Complaining, Walking and Falling, Rising and Banging My Head Against This Wall Again, Sign, Signs, Signs EveryWhere …
Kat
Kat
sanch kay
Hogwarts    here's to those firefly dreams that turn to ashes in the sunrise.
LadyBird
"Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable." -Cesar A. Cruz
mikev
34R7H    pragmatic existentialism
Lone Wolf
Please don't share or use my poetry without my permission. This means do not send it to anyone, and do not post it anywhere (reposting …
Aliya Almoudheji
Houston, TX    I'll read your soul and revel in your pages and protect your sacred words in my holy mouth.
Sadolecent
16/F/Under the Stars    "We accept the love we think we deserve." - Charlie **Perks of being a wallflower**
Andrew Saromines
Las Vegas    I strive to turn my cluttered thoughts into cultivated words. I want to show others that they're not alone and in a selfish way I …
Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
Bilal Kaci
Montreal    A land mine on the sidewalk

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