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To Vore Dignityby Inkfish
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1.2K1813Do you like looking under your bed? Are you looking for monsters, creatures of the dusty corners? It's a good start, but they don't stay there once they grow up. They le...
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- A KNOWN STRANGER - by Mizna Tarannum2331
2331This Poem is for all those so called friends who aren't with their true friends as promised.
This shows how hard it is to overcome the pain given by mean friends who are...
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How do I even Name this ?by HiryuuReiRei201
201Written back in May 5, 2023.
I don't remember what happened, but it seems that I was a tiny bit discontent with what I was either seeing, hearing or feeling.
Anyways...
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Mood Swingsby heiress-16.3K1K136
16.3K1K136"The things in life that make me happy,
are more than likely too good to be true."
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[ 811 in poetry as of 12-18-14 ]
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Discontented.(Historical fiction)by Wunzheng371643
371643Bei ying was shocked and asked "who are you young master?''
The rain started to fall heavily. The both were gazing at each other.
The young man moved his head to th...
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Discontentby Ondowere Biomorb.3301
3301I've been feeling discontent for a while now. I try to get out of there but I'm trapped in my mind, and I can't really enjoy anything.
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The Awakening of Wonder Womanby twigs501901
1901In the world of man she was stuck, following the rules of a committed wife while the husband did as he pleased and broke every vow sending her into the hell of a life th...
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THE MAD MAMMOTHby Shola Odekunle N.2511510
2511510Tolani had been married to her husband Tunji for twenty-one years in a society that preached and encouraged male superiority and partiality. She took all the hurts and b...
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Slowly Does the Dream of Lifeby The Purple Knight101
101We are all promised perfection as kids, but what does such a lie do to us when we grow older?
We are told to forgive and forget, to live and let live, but what of those...
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"A Never Ending Control"by Kenneth Hamilton201
201I wrote this poem, a few days ago after feeling numb while staring at my facebook news feed. Everyone so distracted from what is and so complacent with what actually is...
