I had a lot of friends, I had people who cared, But I wished I had, Someone to call my own. I needed a mother, To kiss me…
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Spent is a curated collection of winning poems from amongst 200+ submissions received on this poetry writing prompt based on the theme of Erotica; contest held by WriteFluence from December 2020 – January…
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A little girl sat on a verdant glen, And gazed up at the sky so high, She adored the fluffy contours, Wondering if those shapes were conjured. Beyond the…
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“O Naïve and innocent son, fate has cruelly struck you, My dear! How did this happen? Where and When? Was it a speeding car that hit your bike? Or a…