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John Destalo
55/M/Harrisburg, PA    I am human. I consider myself an expressionist. I explore through my words what it is to be human. I try to create depth through ...
iridescent
Singapore    I saw the moon divorce the sky tonight; this remedy is worse than the disease.
Desmond the poet
31/M/South Africa    I'm an invisible disability activist who'll try 2 fly, run, or even crawl. watvr it takes 4 awarenes. Most of my writings are about Epilepsy ...
darling iridescence
delaware    -formally known as brooklyn baby- barely innocent seraphic glow girl of the ex-nymphet variety. wearer of pearls, lace, and existentialism. an illusive darling. POETRY AND ...
Finley in Despair
Kollitiki Vradypodes
I live in a nice tree    I am from South America. Frankly, I don’t like walking. I’m not good at it. I don’t believe in cutting my nails, I let them ...
Goddess Rue
23/F/Malaysia    Only the Moon brings solace to my muted tears
destiney dawn
Ever Punk Goddess
massachuttses    I'd rather give A broken heart to fix Than a whole heart To break...
MsMercedes
Massachusetts   
Apollo The Incandescent
30/Agender/Everywhere and Nowhere    I write things n' stuff.
Imperfect Desire
jack of spades
20/Varilia, HD 40307    ♤♤ www.etsy.com/shop/jackofspadespoetry ♤♤ just another addict with a pen. ♤♤ ask me about my home planet. ♒
Desire
27/M/Brooklyn    US Marine Veteran, https://www.linktr.ee/dlramos
Denmark    Shipwrecked Viking. Hopeful astronaut.
Destiny Fleming
The Abyss    "Self-control was a religion she did not practice." -DDF Instagram: _eggrollpropaganda
I love to write and I love to read other people's poetry I love when people give me feedback. I'll read a poem if you ...
Dess Ander
Somewhere in Neverland    Gold crowns, red balloons and chandeliers. Dess spends her spare time in her head, a place where unicorns don't exist but flying pigs do. The ...
Luna Fides
how does it feel to live by a stranger's tongue?
Dustin The Destroyer
I live in your head    This is the Me that I want you to see

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