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Chilling with my Illness

Chilling with my Illness

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


A short poem I wrote quickly, but then came back to and perfected. I hope you enjoy!
Say My Name

Say My Name

A Story by Ashe


I told you it was my name, and you believed it. You say it, and for once I believe the sound of it.
Questioning & Wandering In My Thoughts

Questioning & Wandering In My Thoughts

A Poem by Onlyme


These days a smile seems so far away fromme. Maybe the slight odd chuckle at somethingI see online. Is the closest I get to one in reality.And to real..
Only My Own

Only My Own

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


I'm not happy with this poem. It showcases a type of poem that I consider less work, and less entertaining. I call them long and skinny poems. I write..
Melt My Heart

Melt My Heart

A Poem by Uranus


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My Way

My Way

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


A mish-mash of poetry scraps. Enjoy.
My Gold Star

My Gold Star

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


My view on war, and those who seek glory, or benefit, from horror, indignity, and hate.
Containing My Darkness in the Pale Flame of Shadows

Containing My Darkness in the Pale Flame of Shadow..

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


October poem. Wrote a lot of those lately.
My Walk Home

My Walk Home

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


I had a lot of fun with this one. At first, I was having a lot of trouble finding the words, my poems lately have been without rhymes because I was ha..
The Cold Hunger

The Cold Hunger

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


A collab between R.J Calzonett & Aurora. We took turns writing this poem. Aurora wrote the first, third, and fifth parts. I wrote the second, fourth, ..
Fatal Flaws

Fatal Flaws

A Poem by SoozProtege


My fatal flaws
light of pace

light of pace

A Poem by M Yasir


I dedicate my words to this beautiful human being woman
Correre

Correre

A Story by Fernet Branko


THE EDITORS - PAPILLONCorrere, correre è l'unica cosa che conta nella mia vita. Correre è il futuro che mi spetta. Correre è cio'..
My Grandfather

My Grandfather

A Poem by Sean Eaton


My grandfather, who owned a rubber parts factoryand never let anyone sit in his prized easy chair,became very clumsy as he grew increasinglyelderly. S..

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