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A Story by P
I was inspired to write a short story after a recent breakup and rediscovering a quote I loved by T. Zbikowksi. I've never written a short story befor..
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A Poem by P
Jesus Christ was whipped by leather lashes that opened the skin on
his back,
slow bleeding, gradually losing the grasp for air so God can forgive th..
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A Poem by P
Share my pain? You can't handle my pain,I'm sick, maybe even a little insane.In the head, not in the slightest, but in the heart, tortured, buried, an..
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A Poem by P
I stand at God’s right, divine-winged rebel,Ordered to roam Earth, these prophecies are not incidental,I sing the word of good despite the Devil..
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A Poem by P
I saw, I observed the
pain,
I was only 5
But no adult had to explain,
I knew it was for real this time,I knew my life would change.
The infidelit..
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A Poem by P
Last night I prayed to the God I hope exist,I say hope because sin presented itself and I couldn't resist.And to hope in God, sin must remain,Otherwis..
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A Poem by P
It's not the same, let me tell you why.Sexyis derived from lust, the want to fornicate and push aside.Unclean, superficially worried about image and p..
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