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Arabella
Monica Lara
Iowa    She said that she always wanted to be a poet, but I can tell deep down all she really wanted was to be somebody's poem.
Impeccable Space Poetess
Life♡Love    I'm no good at BIOS etc But~this is SO--GOOD:);):)<333 ...thanks for posting xour lovely poems... ❤ IMPECCABLE SPACE POETESS
Alexandra J
UK    21-year-old writing her mind out. Poetry book, "Girl Steps Into Darkness to Meet God" out now-----> https://www.amazon.com/Girl-Steps-into-Darkness-Meet/dp/1721210431
Carmen Etoile
Hong Kong    I am a poet and also a writer. You can check my stories out at www.wattpad.com/Etoile_Carmen I am a bibliophilia, a nyctophilia, a pluviophile, a …
Moon Humor
Weird Girl    My name is Leah Rost
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul
Hemel Hempstead    Poet and short story writer. My short stories are mainly horror. I was attacked in 1997 and my left leg badly burnt which led me …
oh my stars
wandering through time    "Who cares what a writer looks like as long as their words are beautiful"
Senor Negativo
* The fact that language exists at all is an absurdity. * Plasticity is the prerequisite force behind the evolution of all art. The Negative …
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25/Canada    i write sins not tragedies? https://blacklivesmatters.carrd.co/
Lunar
25/seaside soul    I write to express, not to impress. All works rightfully belong to me unless stated.
Presence
Cambridge    I am nobody...who are you?
David B
Attilan    I can't talk.
Ricci Moon ScottBCM
The Inn Between    Trying, Failing, Trying Failing, Trying Succeeding, Whining and Complaining, Walking and Falling, Rising and Banging My Head Against This Wall Again, Sign, Signs, Signs EveryWhere …
MJ XSJ
NARNIA!!!    But with the beast inside There’s nowhere we can hide Don’t get too close It’s dark inside It’s where my demons hide ~Demons
ZL
F/Earth    I feel sh*t, then write about it.
Kissed By Depression
19/F/Indiana    we are all just prisoners here, of our own device
maybe one more day
no where to be found    you were once my sunshine..... you were once my everything.... now you are nothing to me....
Rachael Judd
South Carolina    I write perhaps in order not to go mad. Or, on the contrary, to touch the bottom of my madness.

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