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Jeremiah
20/M/Philippines    poetry & prose|to write is to cope|curated journal
Lior Gavra
My new book, "BitterSweet," has hit #1 New Release on Amazon's Best Sellers List, I hope you can grab a copy! Sample stories in the …
NuBlaccSoul
24/M/South Africa    Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. …
Sofia Paderes
The Philippine Islands    Welcome to where I spill my heart. https://www.facebook.com/sofiapaderespoetry/ http://sofiyichka.blogspot.com
Julia O'Neary
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path. ~Buddha "Love is knowing that sometimes …
thoughts well
a well of thoughts
Mike Hauser
Sunny Florida    I'm a poet and I know it, I make a rhyme.... I make a rhyme................ CRAP!!!
Endless Horizon
MNL    Each day is a gift from above. So make each second, each minute, each hour, each day, worth living for.
Lone Wolf
Please don't share or use my poetry without my permission. This means do not send it to anyone, and do not post it anywhere (reposting …
elizabeth capital
nowhere town usa.    I try to write from the heart, so my poetry is random. (Like me) And when I'm not writing poetry I'm usually, playing video games,dancing, …
Infamous one
Hello friend! My name is infamous1! I've been writing for years, its my voice. I'm being more creative no longer self destructive. I started writing …
Eddie Starr
Hagerstown Md    Jesus is my life, Remember this when you dream of doing good becoming a hero does not happen over night just like Chuck from Chuck …
Winter Silk
Dreams. We've all had one. This is mine. Nothing more.
spysgrandson
Yes, I am the grandson of a spy--being perilously curious is part of my DNA.
Rosaline Moray
1993, There is truth and deceit in stars. Enjoy the beauty while it lasts. Book worm who values privacy, so please read my poems, comment …
Martin Narrod
38/M/CA    I'm standing at the seashore, the coastline calling, I've got rocks in my pockets and two lines left in the letter. for penguins

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