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Natalie Bowers
20/F/Surrey, UK   
The Sick Red Carnation
27/F/Iran    Maybe it's bad that My mother's pussy Gave birth to the sick mind https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/k3o8k 💮🌿 My Insta : @yasaman.johari💮 2 December 1996
Druzzayne Rika
24/F/Living inside the poetry    A small plant growing in a garden of beautiful flowers.
S Smoothie
Yeah, I'm a little different. Btw: Learned to read at thirteen. I am dyslexic so please chill about my spelling and grammar feckups cheers.
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. …
Kikodinho Edward Alexandros
31/M/Los Angeles, California.    Welcome unto my garden of flowers, beauteous flowers of sweet romantic poetry redolent of ethereal pulchritude—yet thrice effulgent than chalcedonic esplanades of Eden. From a …
allison
RKM
RKM
Priscilla K
NC   
Lunatic
Prague , Czech    Someone said useless words in useful world.
Solihull UK   
poetessa diabolica
Poetry is much more than ink's indulgence, it's a memorialized rebirth in shared experiences, coming to terms and celebrating verily before our eyes.
Shivangana Chaturvedi
India    To inspire someone...love...
south africa    Born in chitereke
Skaidrum
The Basalisk's Chambers    "And sometimes, love is just the aftermath of a tragedy." ----Skaidrum.
Chenoa Gwynn
20657    Mixed media artist
Sam Casey
Ireland    Living in the west of Ireland, I have much to inspire me. The land and sea are muse enough, but combined with the characters living …
anu
anu
A girl who is learning that only changes that never change..
Poetic T
On Oblivions Doorstep    I am that which was once many stars but faded reborn under a different name Darkness is my tether enjoy my many shades.. Once the …
beth fwoah dream
England    i love writing. i try to let my subconscious write the poems. born may 1969.
SøułSurvivør
A writer and an artist. A musician as well. In need of a Savior, I was just a shell. I was a heavy drinker. Alcoholic, …
niamh
Ireland    "My friend you would not tell with such high zest,to children ardent for some desperate glory, the old lie; dulce et decorum est pro patria …

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