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Afrikan Kid

FreeWriting

LOVE ME FOREVER, I WILL BE WITH YOU WHENEVER

The scribbles of your name on my fleshless skull Found their way to my untamed soul There presence landed on my un beating heart You were a spirit worth the wait Funny how lack of flesh comes with no cold embraces your sockets give me the warmest stares Smiles with no lips yet am the happiest there can ever be We are not meant for their world For we hold our own Its beauty in our darkness In each others fleshless arms We dare to breath Our bones are one Our breathe is unlimited Because till dea

LOVE ME FOREVER, I WILL BE WITH YOU WHENEVER
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Kelvin writes

FreeWriting

My Mother Has A Photo Album In Heaven

My mother doesn't read books, she reads people who read books. like she read my cousin who was pregnant at 16 because she tasted lemon dewdrops in early sunrise and the bittersweet experience of motherhood never left her palm like a written note. my mother could read fever just by placing hands on the forehead of her child, you could say she was the MOM in therMOMeter because my mom never kept us in a room temperature... to say, she didn't want us to get spoilt, she tightened up every corner tha

My Mother Has A Photo Album In Heaven
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

For my friends, family and followers

Roses are red, violets are blue Your support is what I most love and appreciate, It's because of you my dreams comes true And motivation to progress never dissipates. The love and admiration I receive Is enough to make a heart sizzle and soar, Your belief and generous gestures I would never deceive And forever be grateful for what you have in store. Your comments and suggestions Are always welcome and appreciated, No matter the situation's pressure You make me feel respected. My followers, I wan

For my friends, family and followers
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Guest

FreeWriting

Hell my paradise

"Hell my paradise". It is the portrait of these groups of young people, who as soon as they are born, already dream of a paradisiacal life, criticize their neighbor without restraint. Much later, they become unhappy spectators of their own stories when their lives start to turn sour. Little by little, they will put the cross on said path to follow a new one, but belatedly. This is the case of Sophia, a little girl barely 15 years old, already wants to step up to the ranks of the greats! Naivety and the easy life have completely ripped off her intrinsic and extrinsic beauty, causing those around her to wonder. To put an end to this noise, her everyday companion, Mike, takes turns playing mother hen, thus protecting her image in the eyes of society, to prevent bad looks from being cast on her and her entire family. fully, but to no avail. Unfortunately, all young people of his age will also be affected by this crisis of precocious puberty..."

Hell my paradise

CBCorps

FreeWriting

My Hidden King (salute to all the Father)

Story of a great father who died in Cancer. A retired police officer who refuse further promotion because he's afraid to be assigned away from his family. Decided to retire early but hit by sickness. He didn't enjoy much of his retirement period. His plan to retire early just to be with his family was suddenly taken away from him. A model, a hero, a mentor, a king... Snappy salute to all the fathers...

My Hidden King (salute to all the Father)
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Essie

FreeWriting

MY TRUE LOVE

MY TRUE LOVE To love is to lose To love is to pain and ache If not so tight, you get loose How I miss you pearl How I adore your lips on mine Locked together for pine That spines my chest I dream of us A dream to chase Occasionally I forget My roots of this passion That burns like coal But I never betray my person Sum up my wait, one plus two See through it, believe I Run into my arms, And sum up to three.

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Payuu

FreeWriting

My first love ❤️

This is a story about the first year of my relationship with the girl I love. I suppose it starts back in July 2017. She was dating my best friend at the time, they were in a relationship for a few weeks and it ended on bad terms. While they were dating I had only seen her one time, I didn’t really say much to her as I am a very shy and socially awkward person. I think I managed to get a few hellos out but nothing more than that. The next time I met her was on the 31st of October. To be honest I

My first love ❤️
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Guest

FreeWriting

Title: "Whispers of the Heart: A Tale of Enduring Love

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De Johnson

FreeWriting

My Best Friend, A Poem of Love and Gratitude

My best friend, my confidante, My heart's companion, my soul's mate. You've been there through thick and thin, Lifting me up when I'm feeling low. Your love and support never waver, Your friendship is a blessing I'll always treasure. Your kind words and gentle touch, Fill my heart with warmth and love. Your loyalty and trust are unending, Your friendship is a gift that keeps on giving. You are my rock, my safe haven, Your friendship is a blessing from heaven. My best friend, my confidante, My he

My Best Friend, A Poem of Love and Gratitude
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Meev

FreeWriting

My sister my spouse

How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices! Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon. As garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard, Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all

My sister my spouse
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Melody sans

FreeWriting

CRAVING FOR MY EX 😭

About love ❤️

CRAVING FOR MY EX 😭
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Ashikem

FreeWriting

My love for Scrabble

My love for Scrabble is like a fire burning bright, A passion that flares up with every letter placed just right. With every word I form, my excitement starts to soar, As I outsmart my opponents and add to my score. The thrill of finding words that others cannot see, Is like a treasure hunt, a victory. The tiles, they call to me, like gems upon a board, Each one a puzzle to be solved, a challenge to be adored. With every game I play, my love for Scrabble grows, A love that knows no bounds, a lov

My love for Scrabble
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Youngadewuyi

FreeWriting

Love poem

Love poem My love is like a gentle breeze, Soft and warm, like a summer day. It lifts me up and carries me away, To heights that I could never reach alone. My love is like a raging fire, Burning bright, like a star in the night. It guides me through the darkness, Giving me the courage to take flight.

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Ahsan Akram

FreeWriting

My Parents

How my parents supports me after my failures

My Parents
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Eshan Khan

FreeWriting

Mothers love

Mother is the best, mother is the best friend. No one else in the world can love like mother, love mother

Mothers love
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Danoxford

FreeWriting

You Are My Home

Home is not a place but the one we cherish.

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Fleo

FreeWriting

Self love

Love yourself , cherish your self, be happy with your company

Self love
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Imam Sarafadeen

FreeWriting

Oh my love!

Oh my love! I don't need to search for angels Because you are my angel I can't see anything but you I see no reason to find myself I go sleepless reminiscing your words You are shaking my whole life with your fiery looks Oh my love! You have infected me with your love You hold my life my beloved one I've never lost to anyone before But you defeated me with your gaze Are you the goddess of beauty or love? Oh my love! The morning has not changed yet And the dream about you haven't bygone my brain

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Shaan

FreeWriting

"Peace and unity for India my country"

In India my land, where dreams arise, A nation's heart, a million eyes, Beneath the sky, so vast and wide, A tapestry of colors, side by side. From Himalayan peaks so grand, To sandy deserts, sun-kissed land, In unity, a strength untold, A tapestry of cultures, manifold.

"Peace and unity for India my country"
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Shukdeb Mazumder

FreeWriting

An ode to my grandmother

I have seen my grandmother deeply dear in the first part of my childhood; blurred but beautiful some memories of her still mesmerize me making an affluent affectionate hood over my head. "O Shuk, O Shuk" - what an enchanting and attractive calling of her full of anxiety in the absence of mine a bit- it was - emitting echoes throughout nature, which is now throughout the cosmos of my life! © Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder 03-08-2023

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