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Lauren Ashley
Taryn Bertollini
“After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and …
jeannine davidoff
words flow from my pen and have done so since i was in my teens...i started writing on a suggestion from a very good friend... …
Mike Winegar
Bluff City, TN    I like to write because words allow a certain freedom, much like a painter's canvas or the sculptor's block. I am happily married, have several …
Allison Miles
Denver, Colorado    I'm trying to get back to that point where I'm creating content that satisfies me and that I actually make time for writing.
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first i was born, now i'm living. i'm not sure how it ends.
Heather Butler
I am the artist who forgot.
Leah
jessica obrien
@toskuyet
Dr Pratibha Singh
I am doctor by profession and a creative person by heart.
Hello, My name is Sarah Lyn. I am just writing for fun. ENJOY!
JVL NARASIMHA RAO
I am an indian from mummidivaram ,a village in ANDHRA PRADESH.I am an ENGLISH TEACHER, resource person, textbook writer,transalator and write poems in my mothertongue …
My name is Ashley Sutera. I love art, music, basically anything beautiful. I am a student and photographer with a never ending passion for writing …
I am a young person just muddling her way along in todays madness. Sometimes I write poetry.
Judy Ponceby
Ohio, USA    Mom, Nature Lover, Explorer of Life.
midnight prague
I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other …
Neva Flores Varga Smith
53/F/Rochester NY    I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel because I choose not to. Fell face down and bumped my head on every feeling …
These poems are very old. How do I hide these poems from being seen :) really. how?
Writing is a joy that comes from the heart. If your heart is not in the right place then have Mercy.
An average joe by day, insomniac by night, and a self-appointed poet by some form of insanity.
Abandoned by her family at a young age, Miss Fay was adopted by selkies and raised in mermish splendor until the age of fourteen, forced …
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