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Death’s Weapon is Cupid’s Arrow.

Death’s Weapon is Cupid’s Arrow.

A Poem by kayla_ajc


It’s okay to love when you know how, its a punishment when you don’t.
Coward

Coward

A Poem by unsaidwords


People come and never comeback
Adolescence

Adolescence

A Story by Grace Wolff


I would like to remember everything at once, so I can pick the memories from my mind and eat them. I wonder what it would taste like. The pleasant one..
I will write

I will write

A Poem by Dave W.


Sometimes I just have to write.
Purple Paper Flowers.

Purple Paper Flowers.

A Poem by kayla_ajc


I’ve fallen for her and I need to learn how to tell her.
Valentine’s Day Dread.

Valentine’s Day Dread.

A Poem by kayla_ajc


It’s hard confessing to someone on the most romantic day of the year.
The Dread Of Loneliness Burns The Art Of Love.

The Dread Of Loneliness Burns The Art Of Love.

A Poem by kayla_ajc


Why does love feel like watching the bullet fly out of a gun aimed at your heart.

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