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earth    prepare to be surprised
Just Alex
27/M/Veracruz, Mexico    Poems are for encapsulating a feeling. That is their purpose. The feeling of nations, the feeling of a people, the feeling of a single person, ...
Corey J Grace
29/M/IN    Any feedback is appreciated. Starting writing when I was young, now that I'm older I wish I wrote more. Not sure if I have any ...
Ntwari Poetry
A Post Script of every chapter of my past and all chapters to come "Ntwari Poetry" ©2016-2020
25/Non-binary/CT    live fast die young sad girls do it well
Mysidian Bard
32/M/Mysidia    Tell me is something eluding you, sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see? If you want to find out what's behind these cold ...
Philippines    Don't you wonder sometimes?
B Irwin
Ohio    I'm not cute but psycho, I'm boyish and depressed. All poetry on account is mine. Just don't judge me too hard.
25/seaside soul    I write to express, not to impress. All works rightfully belong to me unless stated.
Shaylie Pryer
Australia    I enjoy the way writing can resonate with people, create an image; not only an image but an emotional scene. The way words can float ...
Between love and hate    The phrase "aspiring teen writer" appalls me.I wield my words against the world--or does the world wield them against me?Not unlike sticks and stones, my ...
Matthew Berkshire
Chicago    From Miami, studied in New England, live in Chicago. Inspired by everything, awed by most, saddened by little.
how do you do
Karl Allen
Philippines    People think you are an extrovert and easily blend with people because you always look happy and talk much, but i know you are not ...
oh my stars
wandering through time    "Who cares what a writer looks like as long as their words are beautiful"
the fire in my veins
a star in the desert sky
Jeremy Duff
NorCal, where it's sunny    I write about girls and the weather and sometimes both. "We laugh in self-defense"
bcg poetry
neverland    When I hear your name it's like every moment of dialing your number and the universe waiting till the third digit to remind me that ...

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