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Echanting Sight, Silver and WhiteA Poem by mischeifDon't ask |
PrefaceA Chapter by Emma LynYou know time can really can fly when your having fun, But when your not having fun... It's slow as hell. When your miserable... I'll just say it's re.. |
Chapter OneA Chapter by Emma LynYou know... When Said that time flies when your having fun... Oviously the summer blew by unmanageably fast. Where did it go? Don't ask me. It was alr.. |
DailyA Poem by Sirius KingCHASING AFTER RESPONSIBILITIES THAT REFUSE TO BE DENIED WE BREAK OUR BACKS, DAILY, TO BARELY GET BY LIVING FROM PAYCHECK TO PAYCHECK- I HAVE TO ASK.. |
Rising ProphetA Poem by Poe ReddRated BVB *half sinister chuckle* |
Locomotive SymphonyA Poem by Meliss@kA poem for singers |
VietnamA Poem by NICK ARMBRISTERabout locked up singers, writers, bloggers in vietnam from my new book THE RANTINGS OF A DAMAGED MIND wrote with mel grobler out on amazon new poems. |
Singer, Stalker, TeenagerA Poem by The Nude WriterAll the same? |
Forgotten GiftA Poem by Carlee CherokeehAn entry for the 10 Words I Give. |
Different pathsA Book by MahiWhy can I not? They always have a reason to reject every single decision of my life. Why does it always have to be me? Is it worth listening to th.. |
OneA Chapter by Jennifer Mayton CandidoChapter One |
Truth IsA Poem by AriesGirlJust a poem about the heartbreak of loving someone that you don't know from afar. From personal experience, I'm afraid. This is one of my favorite poe.. |
Precious OneA Poem by AriesGirlI can't get over him. And he probably doesn't know I exist. |
Not The Best PoetA Poem by AriesGirlThis one's probably weird. This is basically an imaginary conversation to my love who doesn't know he's my love. Once again. Enjoy or criticize as you.. |
April 2017A Story by AriesGirlHere we go again with my immature lovesickness. This is a super-anonymous blog that I wrote over a year ago (edited now for publication). Hope you enj.. |
Paul, the closet-manA Chapter by Carina BaumertPhase 10 - Burglars are scary, not only when they emerge from a different place in time but also when they go after little girls in the present. |
RSO Record LabelA Poem by Randy JohnsonDEDICATED TO ROBERT STIGWOOD (1934-2016) WHO DIED ON JANUARY 4, 2016. |