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Matt Bliss
i've been looking for Matt Bliss. nobody knows where he is or what he's doing. i need to recover the confidence; to be someone to fight for someone else;
⸘jason alan‽Published 28 minutes ago in Poets what happened
what happened ۔۔۔ There is no heart in work Do you see my profile in the office files? Does the ringing of the phone turn on the heart rate?
WAQAS AHMADPublished about 16 hours ago in PoetsSo accept it
If beloved says Seeing you keeps a smile on my face So...... It should be accepted that (The words of lovers are not false)
WAQAS AHMADPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Unfurling Flame
The Unfurling Flame The world spreads out, an embroidery so huge, Woven with strings of win and amassed
Bikash PurkaitPublished a day ago in PoetsTil Death
“I guess you meant what you said.” He sputtered as he spoke. “You mean, that I wished you were dead?” As she took a drag off her smoke.
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 days ago in PoetsA Tapestry of You A Love Poem
A Tapestry of You: A Love Poem Before you, my reality was a material, huge and pale, Brushed with the grays of normal, a dreary story. The sun rose and set, an anticipated dance, Making no imprint on my spirit, an empty region.
Bikash PurkaitPublished 2 days ago in Poets- Content Warning
Hunter Biden For President
From his mother’s womb One February afternoon And straight to the Situation Room Hunter Biden, I presume.
Writing on meds
As I am writing this, I chugged a good amount of sleeping pills. Not to kill myself of course but to calm myself down before I go to bed, to stop the nightmares that I normally have. They work too well must admit, I can't feel a thing. 20 minutes have already passed. I'm in my bed now. I hear the wind blowing, and my dog scratching the doors. He wants to lie down next to me. I can't get up, I can't force myself to go to him. I feel peace. I feel emptiness. The type of empty heart that other people have. I have now a normal heart, the one that feels nothing in times like this, in times of being alone in bed. Alone and bed. Bed and alone. Dog scratching doors, wind blowing.
Sleeping PillsPublished 2 days ago in PoetsHurt Me
Hurt me if it'll make the pain lighter. Make me understand what it means to be a fighter. - Stab me if it's easier when we're two,
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"LUCY & BOBBY"
PHOTO BY CO-PILOT AI LUCY & BOBBY A GHOSTLY DANCE STORY This is a fictional story. All characters created by author.
Vicki Lawana TrusselliPublished 3 days ago in Poets - Content Warning
BEWARE THE TRAITOR!
. BEWARE THE TRAITOR! By Ross E F Lombardi . Loneliness and frustration lie to you. That young girl looking at you?
Ross E Fortune LombardiPublished 4 days ago in Poets All Eyes on NTA
In our streets, where shadows fall, The cries of truth, a clarion call. Corruption’s grip, a vice so tight, We rise against the darkest night.