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Change of the SeasonsA Poem by 水希Spring 春 Is the season of love and blooms Of opening hearts and filling wombs Of coming to life and born anew This season boils into swelt.. |
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When I learned to dieA Poem by Mircea PopescuWhen I learned to die Bleak and weary seems the dawn Of a new life already gone I thought I’d drown In endless lakes Of a mos.. |
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The PresentA Chapter by BRedFirst chapter, sets up the apocalypse future world. Book works backwards up to this point. |
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She is Very Special!A Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueShe is very special, I adore her for her kindness! Very bold at times, Helen’s hair is nothing compared to the thickness, That he.. |
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How BlandA Poem by AlecHow bland is day which shines no sun,which yields no rays of golden fun.How droll it is to gaze at clouds,observe the gathered droplet crowds.I feel n.. |
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Half MoonA Poem by Christopher CasperThis is about someone under control by a mysterious race on the moon. It tells of what they have to go through. |
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Piercing the BleakA Book by >>AMVXacquan does not know who she is, or where she is, or that she is even a "she". Living alone in the Greylands with only a grey idea of herself, are t.. |
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Piercing the Bleak Chapter ThreeA Chapter by >>AMVXacquan listens as her new acquaintance, a little boy named Ragmon, tells her the reason he came down into the Greylands. |
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The DeceiverA Poem by StephenThis love I seek I have not found a myth that is bleak it serves to confound Love, I think I find but a deceiver, deceives my mind makes me a.. |
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ShallowA Poem by Christopher CasperShallow As I walk I can’t see the meaning, the beauty in what I stand on. I know it’s there. I just can’t se.. |
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Big EmptyA Poem by Lonely PoetAnother older piece written a few years ago. Very personal and not exactly something I'll go into details about. You, the reader - shall have to make .. |
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CanvasA Poem by VigkrishWe all have stood in front of a canvas, be it a proper canvas, or a piece of drawing paper. We all have wondered or pondered, what to draw? What shall.. |
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This is the EndA Story by Kenny NIt’s late fall, and a brisk morning for a walk. I shiver inside my jacket as the icy wind cuts through and ch.. |
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A bleak candle lanternA Poem by Ethan RodriguezIt's wicker flickers throughout the gloom, The boy left his room. |
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No one can see meA Poem by Rae NewsomeCan't you see?I feel like I'm losing myself.Like I am losing everything that makes me, me.And no matter how hard I try, I can't stop it from draining .. |
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Useful humanA Poem by GregWhat is the use of a human being?A human doing.That loves the thrill of the purchase.To consume and reproduce.With total belief and dependenceon the s.. |
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