
#2
The power of poetryby DoraTheExplorerzz
Heyyy, so these are poems I wrote myself.
I am used to write whenever I'm bored, due to the fact that writing is my passion, not to mention how much I love poetry
So...

#3
My Randomness!!by jaxenblake
Just me talking about nothing and everything and probably making no sense at all what-so-ever. Enjoy!!

#4
Circumstances (English)by Aliya Abdulalimova
Hulam was an ordinary man who went to work and returned five times a week. One day, on the way home, a bus passes by and sprinkles not only his pants, but his whole life...

#5
Identified By: Youby Zea Lopez
Fabricated. Everything was fabricated. My life, my biological connection to the family that I grew up with, my identity, and to sum it up, everything that concerns my ex...