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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 …
Delilah Arende
Oakland    I'm an inspired author and decided to try my hand at poetry. I apologize for my inconvenience during day hours but will try to upload …
Chloe-123-x
Call Me Satan
"If people were r a i n, I was a d r i z z l e and she was a h u r r …
Zia
Zia
18/F/Philippines    at long last, i am happy
cigarette daydreams
Santa Cruz, California    “She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.” ― Rainbow …
Robyn
Seattle, WA    Christ as a light Christ as a shield Christ beside me On my left And my right
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Neverland    poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
MereCat
Possibly Hogwarts    I am a cynical sarcastic pseudo-teenager who writes cynical and sarcastic poetry. My love is shared between ballet shoes and ink cartridges and I am …
D'Arcy Sahn
The Redneck Province    Coerced into joining. I suppose being able to rant intelligently and eloquently will come in handy later in life.
new zealand   
Ireland    Music, to me, is what colours in a dull life.
Ironatmosphere
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Gypsy Bard
Bumfuck, Misery    I am not a writer. I am just a writer's cramp.
Traveler
62/M/Traverse City Mi.    Photo of my family Banshee, Lilly and Wicca.. we traveler the northern forests. I follow Our Country Our Choice Colonel Douglas McGregor On Rumble and …
Gage Kelso
USA    music has saved my life too many times to count
miss pie
words have a way of soothing the wrinkle of timeless ticking, sand sliding and so enchanting over morning coffee...
AprilDawn
F/Kentucky USA    World traveler, lived abroad as a military brat. Crime survivor . Kitsch & whimsy lover,unrepentant foodie ,cook and baker.Finally settled down in small town USA …
pencaricahaya
31/Chaos    Too many interests, too little time. In love with everything, and no-one. All words here are intellectual property of the void, shapen through our pen. …
princess sword king
I dream through my words.
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