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I am a member of the Church of Love – our temple is in every heart. Thank you for reading! May the infinite love of ...
bex
just north of ordinary    Under construction. Dreaming out windows. Want to hear me read it? Please visit: https://soundcloud.com/bexinlondono I have two eBooks on Amazon. https://www.amazon.com/author/rebeccaaskew
wolf boy
safe haven    " Here’s to the girls with sly eyes , wild hair and intoxicating thoughts. You will fall in love and find your handprints wrapped around ...
athro
17/at school    aint good at anything
Charleston   
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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kenny Diamond
NY    A heart of gold My thoughts so deep and complex a vibe master words that tore my heart apart A lost coconut looking for his ...
Kq
Kq
never going to arrive. always here.
WendyStarry Eyes
Life to me is a never ending change! "Whose walking down the streets of the city, everyone knows it's Wendy!" http://bit.ly/1niuuqP —-██—— Put this on ...
Mr Ribeiro
Toronto    Love's slave
Marrion Kiprop
Kenya    Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
Jeff Stier
Western Oregon    Ars longa, vita brevis.
K-mari AJani Jones
barbados    I am K-mari Myself inspired me the most I love writing my own songs and poems All poems u see are original by K-mari ©.
Musfiq us shaleheen
47/M/Dhaka, Bangladesh    Love is for yours Love is for mine And we are for each other. @ Musfiq us shaleheen I have bided you, in the center ...
Ramin Ara
Sea ..., Dedicated To Ernest Hemingway (((The Old Man and the Sea))) A fish can learn The worth of the sea When it finds itself ...
64/M/London England    Lady J collection now published
brian odongo
26/M/lives in Nairobi ,kenya.    Christian ,Poet ,Historian ,Medic.
Alexandra Provan
United Kingdom   
Outcast Dreamer
Mars    Something so dark and mysterious... that you would be tempted to find it's secret... but would your dare?? INFP here!~ Love making friends, but of ...
Jim Timonere
Ashtabula, Ohio    The things I write about seem sent to me at the moment the are written. As if my Muse, whoever she is, demands to be ...
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