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dusan.stojkov
Freewriters
10M
30 October 2025, @mariannewest's Freewrite Writing Prompt Day 2906: merchant of death
30 October 2025, @mariannewest's Freewrite Writing Prompt Day 2906: merchant of death
Not all merchants of death sell weapons. Some simply let the light die, one candle at a time
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omokhafue
Scholar and Scribe
1y
Touch me, Eliora
Touch me, Eliora
‎"I want to touch you", His voice was a mix of exhaustion and want. It was rugged and husky, laced with the desperation of a man on the brink. It didn't matter if they weren't the only one on
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omokhafue
Q Inspired-by-Music
1y
In love for a while
In love for a while
‎I never knew what it meant to love someone, to have something other than the subtle feeling of friendship. I never knew what it meant to want to enter into a person's skin, to want to be close to another
omokhafue
Scholar and Scribe
1y
Tell me.
Tell me.
‎I was writing today... I was writing about you. Did it really have to end the way it did? I was writing and realized it ended without actually ending. It all happened one beautiful day and you stopped
omokhafue
Scholar and Scribe
1y
Aurora
Aurora
Tell me, what do you see? What do you see when your eyes flutter open? Tell me what you think of me? Different sides of the same coin, yet here we are, alone on another side of the world, with noone else
omokhafue
Scholar and Scribe
1y
Stop Floating
Stop Floating
The birds were chirping and he could hear them sing from where he sat. On a wooden bench, surrounded by overgrown weeds. They were a mix of different beautiful flowers and he wondered just how unwanted
omokhafue
Scholar and Scribe
1y
Yours to kill.
Yours to kill.
‎Would you like to come with me, my princess? I couldn't stop myself from taking several glimpses at you. From your hair to your eyes, and the curve of your jaw, to the pink of your lips. I couldn't deny
jerrytsuseer
poeticwriting
8y
"Serenely Gliding"
"Serenely Gliding"
In my mind’s eye, I float above the clouds, Far above the strife and conflict below. Serenely I glide in a sunlit shroud; Filled with all the peace and love that I know. ☼ Keeping the noise and strife
mamadini
poetry
9y
The Banks of the Columbia River
The Banks of the Columbia River
Many times I’ve stood at the banks of the Columbia River with an eye of sorrow as vehicles rush by just past the ditch. Deadwood at the shoreline, floating down-stream. Somedays the algae foams sickly

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