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Jenni
24    I'm a person. Probably.
Brianna
32/F/Wonderland    I'm fucking gold- but you prefer silver, & that's alright.
Jon York
Arma, Kansas    I am a Vietnam combat Veteran- 1969 -1970 while in the Marine Corps and after 40 years I started to write poetry and it was …
F    i'm a gemini so you'd probably hate me. 17.
Samantha
18/F/United States    just trying to make a difference
Allison Harsh
I'm restless
Jon Tobias
San Diego    Jon Tobias is a sucker for love poems and romanticizes everything. He doesn't mean to, but it's what he does.
Cheyenne Drinkwalter
Muskoka, Ontario    www.drugged-lov3.tumblr.com
Dania Isabella Graf
Germany   
neo
neo
Your Refrigerator    super gay and writes occasionally
LaNuit
Casey James Dunn
Los Angeles, California    My name is Casey Dunn, and I write. Scripts, poems, short stories, about anything that comes to mind. I also pursue acting and directing along …
Casey Nichol
Just a girl in a messed up world!
Lucky Queue
bones and earth    "And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music." - Nietzsche
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 …
Oyashumi
Belgium    Trying to express myself in a kinda anonymous way
London   
Seán Mac Falls
Éire    aka “Ormond” is an Irish Poet, widely published in numerous magazines anthologies and journals. An INFP, he’s also a guitarist, singer and songwriter. All poems …
Meggghanq1
Ireland    Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind -Dr Seuss I'm pouring …
Lexie
22/F/Spent Out    The door is open, stand and knock, you hold the key, not all is lost.
SG Holter
Fenstad, Norway.    Norwegian. Construction worker at daytime. Poet, musician and artist at night. All poems are the original works and property of © S.G. Holter, unless otherwise …
Paul Hardwick
64/M/England    Woke up this morning sniff a few flowers, did not feel lonely until I followed you, and you have to keep running till you get …
I ponder.. with wonder ... I think . Where would we be without forgiveness?

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