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mark john junor
59/M    © 2023 mark john junor all of my poems are my exclusive property and all rights are reserved
Ghenwa
25/F/Lebanon    I'm Ghenwa, a hopeless romantic. I see beauty in everything, and find inspiration in the most uncommon places.
Tree
NJ    I never imagined I'd love you like this. I never imagined you'd leave me like this.
Et cetera
Karachi, Pakistan    My words shall introduce me.
Michala
Lizzy
Chicago    "Music doesn't lie. If there is something to be changed in this world, then it can only happen through music." -Jimi Hendrix
Cera
in my mind.    your eyes have their silence.
Xyns
Where Is My Mind?    I'm Autumn. I spend too much of my time writing poems (more time than you think),so I add to the site quite often. Feedback welcome! …
b for short
Braavos    I came into this world nine days late, and I've been trying to make up for lost time ever since.
K Balachandran
Kerala, India    Poetry to me is self exploration that reveals submerged landscapes, otherwise one is unaware of.I love to read fiction and poetry.As a daily news journalist …
Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr
My Home Is Wherever I Go    This world is not complete without those daring people willing to do the impossible. If you want to change something, go do it. I dare …
Mostly numb
In my mind    je peux vous aime mais vous êtes tout simplement pas la peine ma chérie et je me souviens comment j'ai gardé espoir tout allait s'arranger …
betterdays
F/east coast australia    (*please note all of the work i post here is the intellectual property of betterdays and affilliated names and is covered by copywright law.)
Kuahea Kukahiko
Hawaii   
Madeline
things I write too late at night
celestial
( veinule.tumblr.com )    "Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to …
Oyashumi
Belgium    Trying to express myself in a kinda anonymous way
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Micahel De Tomasso
Lewisville, Texas    To begin. I'm the one with the white shirt, and my sunglasses hanging on my chest..I was born in Brooklyn, NY. Moved to California at …
I ponder.. with wonder ... I think . Where would we be without forgiveness?
Damaged
I write to hopefully get out feelings I keep bottled inside
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