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Emily Ann
27/F/Las Vegas    We were made to be lovers bold in broken places, pouring ourselves out again and again until we're called home.
Lottie
Limbo    Tick. Tock.
Nicole Louise
Portsmouth    22. Originally from Weymouth
Skip Ramsey
McConnellsburg, PA    Trying to become hopelessly entangled in enlightenment. I've been writing as long as I can remember... The quality has fluctuated and I am my own …
LittleFreeBird
"Cut my shadow from me. Free me from the torment[...] Why was I born among mirrors? The daylight revolves around me. And the night herself …
Ady
Ady
21/F    Follow me @adyb.b at Instagram Sincerely, Me. Copyright © Ady B. All rights reserved.
Bernhard Tischler
Vienna, Austria    Lived my childhood and youth in a town in the southern of austria before I went to our capital where I am living now since …
Jose Valdovinos
Earth    Expressing my feelings whille helping my anxiety.
Kenshō
M    Have you not learned yet that my words do not suffice? Thank you so much for viewing.
AJ
AJ
"I don't exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it." J.D. Salinger
Caitlin
Just a girl. Some of this stuff is crap. But I've learned you have to just keep writing- someday you might just write something monumental.
Tupelo
23/M/Maryland    Trying to make something of these words. Always looking to read, write, and discuss. -Feel free to message- I wrote this stuff but none of …
Andrew Durst
Tarentum, PA.    I am 23. Instagram: @andrewdurst
Amitav Radiance
Welcome to my world of poetry. My writings are a simple way to express my thoughts and ideas, which emanates from the journey of life. …
Taru Marcellus
32/M/HEREland    In a world where composition knows the heart better than blood what becomes of the words unwritten Book: Die Or Live Trying @ https://www.amazon.com/Die-Live-Trying-Taru-Thompson/dp/1736270303 ©All …
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Tara India
"How did I know that someday—at college, in Europe, somewhere, anywhere—the bell jar, with its stifling distortions, wouldn’t descend again?"

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