I wish that I had the strength to fight and belong, feel like I want to stay longer. But once you know it’s right, Something crops up and falls into the light. I know one day I’ll become stronger Going through all the lows, At some point I’m going to up high. Through faith comes a good feeling
Baby it’s cold outside
Maybe we can keep warm
Sat by the fire snuggled up
With the cat beside
And the dog curled like a lost pup.
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The Society “promotes the best in poetry”, and holds a variety of events throughout the year to do so, including slam competitions, workshops, readings, lectures, and more.
Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose / The more things change, the more they stay the same
where would-be writer works with words
Poems and stories of love & heartbreak.
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The latest news on WordPress.com and the WordPress community.
A great WordPress.com site
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