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Dean Eastmond
Weymouth    English Language and Linguistics student at University of Birmingham. Inspired by Ginsberg, Plath, Murakami and Kerouac. Aspiring "one day" and hopeful "could be". I write …
Big Man on campus
Landenberg PA    15. ;) love to write potery and it is my life to be a poet. Potery just speaks to me when i type or write …
Nayya
Gunnyr Johnson
Willard MO.    Just a simple guy.. Not sure why iv'e been put on this world.. Seems everything i do is wrong.. But i'm trying to make it …
Ashley Nicole
Pennsylvania    For a star to be born, there's one thing that must happen. A gaseous nebula must collapse. So collapse. Crumble. This is not your destruction. …
the moon and disorder
loneliness is a crowded room
Audrey Maday
Minnesota    A human on the cusp of being something more. Learning perhaps love is just a lie humans create to make themselves feel better. All my …
Nessa dieR
F/N.L. Tamaulipas    A wise person once shared with me, "We write because it comes from the heart, even if it's not perfect"
Sergi Dutronc
Barcelona   
diana
I'm not a writer nor a poet, but here are my thoughts in words.
C S Cizek
Williamsport    Contact email: [email protected]. "Come on now, we're going to go build a mirror factory first and put out nothing but mirrors for the next year …
Klara
21/F/Belgium    I live for music and the smell of new books. There is so much I want to do with my life yet so little time …
RW Dennen
Philadelphia    Hypothetically speaking, I would rather be under the tyranny of the diverse majority; rather than under the tyranny of the narrow few. Peace unto you …
Robert Joseph Hoffman Jr
Williams    Work together on things.
Jenn
United States    I hope you fall in love with someone who sees galaxies in your eyes and hears music in your heartbeats. Twitter: @dreamxrs
MartinaLove
Kareena
The beauty in all things is their interconnectedness
Golden Girl
Mars Planet    Just a very depressed soul, trying to cope with this cruel and hopeless.
Kissed By Depression
19/F/Indiana    we are all just prisoners here, of our own device
lost girl
a̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊d̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅ i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣ d̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅo͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊'t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊ w̠̘̗͖̮̥ͣ̽ͫ͂a̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊ t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊h͚̖̜̍̃͐e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ w̠̘̗͖̮̥ͣ̽ͫ͂o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆l͕͖͉̭̰ͬ̍ͤ͆̊ͨd̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅ t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊ s̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ m̘͈̺̪͓ͩ͂̾ͪ̀̋e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ c͔ͣͦ́́͂ͅa̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍u̟͎̲͕̼̳͉̲ͮͫͭ̋ͭ͛ͣ̈s̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣ d̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅo͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊'t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊ t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊h͚̖̜̍̃͐i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣn͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊k̲̱̠̞̖ͧ̔͊̇̽̿̑ͯͅ t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊h͚̖̜̍̃͐a̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊ t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊h͚̖̜̍̃͐e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑y͉̝͖̻̯ͮ̒̂ͮ͋ͫͨ'd̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅ u̟͎̲͕̼̳͉̲ͮͫͭ̋ͭ͛ͣ̈n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊d̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅe̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆s̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊a̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊d̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅ...

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