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girl and the Sea by bloodynymph
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the heart of a Siren [2019]
in hoc vinces  by cicada-kid
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an everlasting anniversary present for you
STARLESS EYES by juliet_dies
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to the boy who wanted nonfiction but who I gave poetry to. these are poems I never gave to you. All rights reserved © 2017 immortalitatis- cover by my lovely friend @hurtcopain
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absit omen by bloodynymph
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an abundance of spirit and light [2017]
ur sleeping on the couch by romaredrose
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sticky cantaloupe sunrises & kissing ur soft honeydew mouth
S M O K E by ARM179
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Life consisted of waiting on curbs. Then he saw her. Life began to consist of a beautiful girl and S M O K E. ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Highest Rank: #400 in Short Story (5/2/15)
G L I T T E R by ARM179
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Life consisted of books and strong tea. Then I met you. Life began to consist of leather and G L I T T E R ©All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Highest Rank: #364 in Short Story 27/6/16
shades of blue by julixtta
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Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.
The Devil Likes Lemon Cupcakes by KatRuby
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This is not a story for the soft hearted. This is not a story for the closed minded. This is a story for those with a little of the Devil inside. "The sadness of music sifted through me like grains of sand; every note fell into the cracks of my bones and wedged its pieces, becoming parts of me. The melancholy tasted bitter-sweet on my skin; every piano key carried the flavor of his chapped fingertips. The exquisitiness of the soul harmony softened my armored heart; it stripped it bare, delicate, exposed to Apollo who wished not only to be a warrior with a bow, but also to pierce hearts with a song." A new age story of Gods favourite angel, and of one naive girl who still believes in fairytales and forever afters.