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Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso
M/Chile, San Antonio    " IN THE DANGER GROWS, WHICH ALSO SAVE US..." Tragediographer and Submythological Demiurge - Screenwriter, Novelist, Essayist, Tragic Poet, Narrator-Storyteller Translator and Researcher. www.joseluiscarreniotroncoso.wordpress.com
Sajini Israel
Sajini Israel is a writer and poet
King
Bre Woeller
San Tan Valley, AZ    I'm Bre 17 years old and just writing poetry so I don't go insane
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! ...
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. ...
19/F/Up On Mars    https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100094082933586&mibextid=ZbWKwL This is where I'll upload poems and photography from now on please go check it out
DG
DG
Perth, Australia    Im out for good. ☺
Vanessa Gatley
23/F    share some of my work, if you like FOLLOW BACK love ya keep writing rock on Message lot of people who have seen my work ...
Bunhead17
Missouri    So close to love Yet not close enough♡ #Only #Wanderlust
MAD
MAD
F/America    I honestly don't know what to put in my bio I'm pretty lame and I suck at making an intro for myself so I think ...
Kaitlin Floyd
They say writers are born, not made. I believe myself a born writer. For I do not express myself in tears, or violence - but ...
ma    most of my poems sound a little bit like a suicide note and this is the first time i haven't kept them buried 6 feet ...
Kambry Wilson
Pennsylvania    Sometimes, I like to write.
19/MA   
Jaxton Tyler Redmond
Utah    I'm just trying to get through this life like everyone else. Writing is deeply underestimated it is the freedom we feel from the things holding ...
Austin B
Canada    02-02-1994
Cody Haag
23/M/Erie, PA    I once compared myself to a flower, But flowers seem to wither apart. They cannot withstand the cold, Nor can they endure a dark heart.
Autumn Noire
Washington   
Joel Ochoa
Bronx, NY    When you lay awake at night and a blanket of darkness covers your eyes the words in your brain are all you have.

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