Elenco di lettura di thoughtsalwayskill
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Memorie infinitamente scollegate by uebroski
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Frasi flebili di momenti apparentemente futili.
Anime perse by Monster_Jay
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Tutti noi nasciamo con un'anima. Alcuni di noi, però, la perdono ed io non trovo più la mia.
Lost in Japan by UnsinkableShips
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Coming here, I wanted to get lost. I wanted to be so alone I had no choice but to discover myself, as well as this beautiful, vibrant country. A sample contest entry for Marriott Traveler.
FORLORN NIGHTS OF SPRING by starlitally
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I am his siren, and I sing out for him; FORLORN NIGHTS OF SPRING is a collection of poetry. © 2017-2018 ally maková, all rights reserved.
Il Coltivatore di Rose  by Nives162
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Le spine ricordano a chiunque voglia cogliere il fiore, che in ogni cosa esiste il male. Come non può esistere la luce senza il buio o il bene senza il male, non può esistere una rosa senza spine. Aveva dunque capito, che l'essenza stessa di quel mondo che tanto odiava, era racchiusa in un fragile e insignificante fiore, la cui crescita era ardua e la sua esistenza effimera.
Poetricamente - Poesie, Citazioni, Riflessioni by xnitrowx
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Raccolta di poesie e riflessioni dei trascorsi anni di prima giovinezza, dal crudo realismo di Bukowski e Kerouac, per esprimere ciò che è rimasto alla nostra generazione di giovani bruciati dai led degli schermi.
A lume di candela by iotivedoalbuio
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La bambina nella pioggia [Oneshot] by LorenzoTorchia
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Una giovane donna si avvicina furtivamente all'uscita di una scuola materna. La fretta e l'ansia la consumano: non dev'essere notata. -Tu di chi sei la mamma?-
Mental Notes by MadHattyr
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I am poetry, you are poetry The difference is I'm the dark kind
The Other Sides by yourthreewhispers
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The other personalities/sides of me. They are very different from me, with the exception of Owen, but even he has differences. Brandon is the protector, and Owen is what is called a gatekeeper. He can help control who goes in and out, and he controls what we remember and do not remember. The littles are out the most, as they want a fair amount more attention, but i am the Main, meaning i am out most and hold the bodies name (Tia),