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vamsi sai mohan
Kailash    ........it's truly exhilarating to see how the blackness can be scattered in an endless void of empty space....
Chris Saitta
52/M/Virginia    All poems copyright of Christopher Saitta.
Sara Went Sailing
Bohemia   
Mosaic
United States    I've got rivers in my eyes. And I listen to the Pet Shop Boys too much I sleep with the memory of Sylvia Plath (Ovens ...
Ajit Saigal
M   
saige
22/F    i write about people and places i've known. some are truer than others.
Rangzeb Hussain
I have a passion for Literature, Music, Theatre and Art. I enjoy collecting books from around the globe and in my spare time I write ...
Raviha Hussain
16/F/Pakistan    Hello, my name is Raviha Hussain and I am from Pakistan. I am a student who love to write poems and stories. My poems are ...
19/F   
saint
25/M/here   
Long To Sail
Everything makes sense but remains misunderstood. But happiness is my choice, my bidding, my roots.
JAMIL HUSSAIN
41/M/LONDON, UK    Copyright © All Rights Reserved by ℐamil Hussain ✒ https://uk.linkedin.com/in/hussainjamil ⌨ https://www.facebook.com//jamilhussain.eng ☛ http://j4jml.tumblr.com ♫ https://soundcloud.com/j4jml
Frantz Saintil
Gainesville    If I'm a bit too pessimistic, blame it on the world.
Saint Audrey
Neither/I don't even know anymore    Its kinda hard to live on borrowed time, I think... It keeps running out. They're going to start denying my loans sooner or later
24/F/Alaska    I like writing about the Human Experience... whatever the f*ck that is.
Star Sailor
121/in space somewhere    proudly presents bad geriatric poetry (for the fictional youth)
sainche micano
alone    living in the safety of adaptation..
17/F    ngl my words are barely poetry
Saint Jimmy
20/M/Portsmouth    I wouldn't be the mess of who I am, I used to go with my gut, back when we first became friends, then I got ...
Isaiah Johnson
Infinite Iz Living to leave a legacy
Isaiah Herpes
Ya mamas house    Im a professional
Saige
18/Non-binary/Not my happy place...    1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10... ;
Saira Ellyzabeth
In my head.    I write to express. Get all the feeling out of my chest. The words just flow from mind into what I write. No control. No ...

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