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In someone's bed    thanks to poetry for i am still alive
Gaurav M
India   
lola knight
Germany    this is everything I didn't say
Belle Victoria
F/Montreal, Canada    Omnis cum in tenebris praesertim vita laboret.
Nathan Pival
Mansfield, Ohio    To try and explain all the little things that make up the bigger picture of me would be to diminish all that I've been through. …
Breonna Noel
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 …
William McLaughlin
Springdale Ar    Depression. Hurt. Emotional. Happy. Anger. Love. Reality. Life. Alone. Sadness. Understanding. Righteous. Misguided. Philosophical. Need. Want. Serenity. Tranquility. Darkness. Light. These are the words in …
kas
kas
29/F/Nebraska    visually impaired writer.. married, 2 cats 2dogs. travel enthusiast. I no longer wish to die, but i can’t stop writing about it.
Jasmine Roper
Virginia    Physically young Mentally different Emotionally Insane
Solaces
South Texas    S O L A C E S S E C A L O S Orion is the first to greet me.
Chelsea Patton
USA (PA)    Hey guys I'm 18 and I'm senior in high school. I hope you guys like my poems. I am a Christian. Taken :) If you …
Shaded Lamp
Sweden    Here to undress my mind and parade it in public.
Priya Patel
Texas    I am a simple, loving, caring person. Poetry has always been a part of my past... tucked away in some far away recess. I'm ready …
Los Angeles   
---    Avid tennis, and piano player, lover of books, writing, and poetry. Love my God.
1000sunflowers
Jonny Angel
GRB090423    Lover of Poetry “Love conquers all," Aphrodite promised. "Look at Helen and Paris. Did they let anything come between them?" "Didn't they start the Trojan …
Tyler Lynn Pulliam
Niantic, IL    Neatly Primly Null I am Tyler and I am something resembling a writer. I live in a small, industrial city. I live in a robin's …
Tessa Marie
Wonderland    I am wind. I blow through your hair. I fade at times, but I am still here.
glass can
San Francisco    Please, and thank you. Not dead, seemingly--yet.
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