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There's nothing to fear. There never is, not reall..A Story by Incendiary GrievancesShe laid back against the white sand and breathed in the salty air. No one was there. It was an undiscovered beach, thus far. She wasn’t sur.. |
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My AngelA Chapter by Wendy Seames GarnerMy daughter/ My Angel |
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Jessie's SnowmanA Chapter by Wendy Seames GarnerJessie wanted to make a snowman, but first had to endure a long day at school. |
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All her GiftsA Story by GonnaSlapaPoeWhen I was very small my mother gave me the gift to see happiness. I don't think she meant to (it was not her goal or intention), but when she hel.. |
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The Great Despair and DisrepairA Book by open endedMusings of a confused and struggling teenager; a reflection upon the convoluted relationships we have with our family. The outlet of hurt, anger and d.. |
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{...for you my daughter...}A Poem by Christopher Michael SmithAn ode to my oldest daughter. |
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A Broken HeartA Chapter by Wendy Seames GarnerI cried a lifetime of tears that night. |
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comfortA Story by czechreally short. i might use it as the background in a song. i kind of ripped part of it from another work of mine. please tell me what you think |
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a dream of my daughterA Poem by Dusty Hamiltondanced in my head no sugar-plum blossoms or ''roses are red' |
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Hand in HandA Poem by J.V. StanleyA poem I was commissioned to write for a friend as a Father's Day present |
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Daughter to FatherA Poem by BlairA poem that I wrote a while back, about something I wish I could tell my dad. |
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Emerald Eyes In Color's EternityA Poem by Raven StarhawkAs emerald eyes flutter open Eternal darkness stares at me Upon gray mists rides my decay East winds propel death's rich fragrance As my rouge mo.. |
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Isabel AllendeA Poem by David Lewis PagetMy reaction to a television interview.. |
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As I Once WasA Poem by BLBrownA look back at a half century of life. |
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Last SoundA Poem by Olivia MarieWhich pain is worse? physical, or mental |
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LovelyA Poem by TabbyLeeTI need to work on it a bit. But my counselor thinks my poetry benefits me. I've taken it back up again for fun. |
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