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Melancholy of Innocence
Planet Earth    Philo-poetic fable of love. Its our journey into self-discovery about true meaning of love. Poems of LOVE for Z Facebook: melancholy.innocence Twitter: melanofinnocent Instagram: melanofinnocent
Lior Gavra
My new book, "BitterSweet," has hit #1 New Release on Amazon's Best Sellers List, I hope you can grab a copy! Sample stories in the ...
Rachel Ace
26/F/Valencia/Spain    My biography is like poetry.
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. ...
Mike Essig
Mechanicsburg, PA    I am a monk, minimalist and anarchist. I now live in Mechanicsburg, PA in a shotgun apartment (without a shotgun) with only a neurotic cat ...
Jake Sullivan
Hello, I'm Jake. I'm lost, but am trying to be better. I don't like emotions, but I thrive typing them into stanzas. I’m that person ...
Jojo
My Head    I had a another profile a little while ago under the same name that I closed down for personal reasons, but I couldn't stand to ...
Faith
Michigan    Forever more
25/F   
South by Southwest
Trussville , Alabama    Writing poetry for over fifty years
David Patrick O'C
DC raw love
Alexandria    I write from my experience in life, my past, people that i have met, about death, about happiness, about my addiction to heroin (finally in ...
lost thoughts
canton    Never give up on somebody you love, no matter how far they are or how long it's been if you love them it won't matter!! ...
Zay Bliss
Riverside California    Just releasing all my thoughts :o
Mike Hauser
Sunny Florida    I'm a poet and I know it, I make a rhyme.... I make a rhyme................ CRAP!!!
Matloob Bokhari
Mysterious Mind
Writing is my therapy. I may not be exceedingly good at it, and I may not wow others, but it's a form of self-expression that ...
Wales   
Mikaelyn White
In a city that once WAS    No sun shone on her heart, Her fingers and toes froze cold Until a certain someone came And gently led her Home
Ann Nicole
Haydn Swan
Purgatory    ''Come take a walk, join me in my moonlit charade, shadows play, darkness sings, the curtain opens and the act begins ... '' I am ...
Curtis
Ever thinking is ever being
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