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A girl locked in a room for a mysterious and heart breaking purpose.
Not for the Hungry, or those who don't like fruit! From the compilation "Marionville".
By Scottie Stockman
Originally this piece was created as a Flash Fiction letter. Itâ€™s a first person view about the meeting in a sort of celestial/underworld type purgatorial portrayed courtroom, which takes place when a man wishes to bargain his soul in return for some type of supernatural compensation.
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Compares a carpenter who builds homes in this life to the carpenter's Son who builds homes in the next life for all those who believe in Him.
By Juli Monat
An idea of what a frustrated musician
it's been thru...frustration and more
frustration...not my own feelings thou.
A motivational poem/song that I wrote a few months ago and found earlier today, which was perfect timing to lift my spirits up. I'm going to rise again from the mess that I've become.
By Philip Roberts
The young have sold out and no longer fight for truth!
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By John Of Origin
When John, a conman, stumbles into a quiet little town in hopes of selling his swindle, he all too quickly finds himself in a land where logic has no place and much rather nonsense is much more important than its opposite. For this is the land of Streel and as John learns all-too-quickly,...
By Ian Dawn
This is where I sell my work
By The Fluffy Poet
The ups and downs of debt.
By Lj Walker
A poem of my opinion on how those who live in oppressed countries want to be able to be free. Who want to feel the same happiness as the people who live in countries that don't face the same horrors they do, without having to leave their homes.
This also explains how they feel about the fact...
Some honest words about myself
got to remember the summary isn't the whole poem, even i had to when copying