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A Poem by Koda
If you could see through my eyes and feel what I feel, I would show you everything.You touched me with such care like I was fragile and could shatter ..
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A Story by Koda
Failure…..is like forgetting sometimes….and well forgetting is almost like to of pretended or convinced like it never happened. And forg..
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![Coping Mechanism](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A Story by Koda
I believe if I try hard enough in one way or another I’ll succeed. I believe that no matter how many times someone hurts me, there will be someo..
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A Story by Koda
This Is Me.....I like taking pictures but only of animals, nature and objects.I enjoy drawing but only of animals, nature and landscapes.I like croche..
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A Story by Koda
Sometimes I feel like I have this misunderstanding. We always hear people say this or that person is depressed or has anxiety. who cuts or hurts thems..
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A Poem by Koda
Before you tucked me in we kneeledWe prayed to something I couldn't see.I asked you to tell me a story,Which was usually something that rhymed.I wante..
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![Sweet Whispers](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A Poem by Koda
Listen....what do you hear?
Do you feel it?
Do you hear the wind bristling, and the floorboards creaking.
Do you hear the panting and the hars..
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A Story by Koda
To say "yes", is a struggle. You wouldn't believe me if I told you though. Sure I will say, "fine, okay and sure." But none of those are a "yes". Can ..
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![These Things](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A Poem by Koda
These Things that we support most wellHave nothing to do with up,And we do with themOut of boredom or fear or moneyOr cracked intelligence;Our circle ..
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A Poem by Koda
The steady night breeze, It's a little coldMy breath makes a cloud..no one can knowMy hand shakes from a sinful nightThe tear stain ground was my firs..
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