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NeverthelessA Poem by JohannaI thought I lost you the other day.. |
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April 3, 2006A Poem by EmilyAndrew just got his first girlfriend |
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Frost Detective AgencyA Story by Thomas BurbankMay Frost was New York City’s most renowned Private Detective. Specializing in the inconceivably impossible, May liked to say she hadn’t .. |
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To whom it may concernA Book by P.D. NorthThis book is still in progress, this isn't even the actual title, just the name of the first chapter. I'm new to writing so I'm posting this hoping f.. |
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May 15th, 2015A Poem by Caustic_DystopiaIt's been 33 days since you shattered my heart,I'm so numb and hollow; I can't stand the dark.You betrayed my trust,You succumbed to your lust.Why wou.. |
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The Funeral Where It May Or May Not have happened...A Story by Josh TrewThis is a ghost story I wrote as homework that I thought you guys might like. |
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Everfell - A Story of SeasonsA Book by videmPersonified, power-wielding seasons and their respective months, residing near the town of Everfell, go through the great journey of life, learning mo.. |
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Episode 1 - Winter's FlowerA Chapter by videmJust when his birthday had started, December must trek with February, May, and July through the winter forests and find the flowers to heal May. |
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The KnockerA Story by ClaireTwo best friends, May and Rylie, leave their troubles behind on a spring break weekend in New Orleans. Check into the Nightingale Motel and join their.. |
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Weather or NotA Poem by ROXANE DORSEYAh, another monthseasons changewinter swindles infall lingers in the endwhistles in coming windcarries mother earth'ssandy dirt wit dew pushesthrough .. |
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SundayA Poem by AnnaDoes Sunday lose its meaning when the endless summer ends?The day that only holds importance when the sun has gone away;it erodes the feeling of dayli.. |
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REMEMBERING MY MOM(AND MY STEPDAD, TOO)...A Story by Jennifer WebsterA beautiful essay about how I should honor my mom & my stepfather. |
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MayA Poem by Markus AnthonyOn the first day of May in 2019 I waited beside the street. |
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Warmth Under the SunA Poem by EuginCome with me to this journey of warmth.Eyes are closed, skin bathing in rays of warmth,Breeze so sweet, air lightly drenched in salt.Hair combed, body.. |
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Come What MayA Poem by Robert RonnowCome May. Come what may.The most significant thing todayfirst Monday in Maymy wife six months pregnant with twinssays she’s scared what we&rsquo.. |
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