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Dance

Dance

A Story by Hannah


The life of a dancer
Left Wanting

Left Wanting

A Poem by Rallaa


I am not a writer.I am not an artist or a sculptor.I cannot draw and I cannot carve.I cannot sing and I cannot play.I am not athletic or intelligent.I..
Saturday Morning

Saturday Morning

A Story by Aaron D Gam


Jacob sat against his car, waiting for his opponent to arrive. The crisp early March air swirled, making him shiver. The last of the snow had melte..
Poem 46.  I AM CREATIVE AND TALENTED

Poem 46. I AM CREATIVE AND TALENTED

A Chapter by Dhaye


but who can see?
The Poet

The Poet

A Poem by Brittany L. Engels


In Honor of my fellow poets...
 UNWRAPPING YOUR GIFTS (Rhyme)

UNWRAPPING YOUR GIFTS (Rhyme)

A Chapter by Dhaye


My review comment to a piece in the other site
puzzled

puzzled

A Poem by vaishnavi


it will make you all puzzled...
puzzle

puzzle

A Story by vaishnavi


what has bed but does not sleepwhat has a mouth but dose not speakwhat has basin but doesn't sinkwhat has a body but no organs...
i lost it

i lost it

A Poem by A.N.W.


A vivid description on how my lack of writing poetry destroyed the skills I once had and my desire to get them back again
Enemies

Enemies

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


I cultivated at least two enemies yesterdaythe enemies I wantedI wanted them to be angry instead of memy attitude being I don't care I'll do as I plea..
At Basketball

At Basketball

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Basketball stands for war or battle.That's why I think about the players'personalities, in my foxhole or squad.Danny and Ben are fast and smart. Danes..
One for Luck, Luck for All

One for Luck, Luck for All

A Story by ToumeiMemories


A mercenary for the empire of Sybilia is given an impossible task. He decides to attribute all his skill points to luck in the hopes of making his job..
The Ferocity Behind the Innocence

The Ferocity Behind the Innocence

A Poem by Lainey


Assassins are gifted, not just in the art of killing. They are gifted to bear the burden of Death itself.
MORE THAN A DANCE

MORE THAN A DANCE

A Poem by Connie MaryN


I am a music addict,I love to sing I wish

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