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About the three heavy dreams I had last night.
This is the tale of the lasts, but what about the firsts? In the shadow of humanityâ€™s last chance, everything before means nothing unless the three are found.
Poetry | Updated Jul 27, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 8
Christa was a dancer and your average hard-studying high school student. She was in love with the man of her dreams, and, for a time, her world was perfect. Then everything fell apart. An injury to her ankle means no more dancing, her mother has forgotten that she has children and thinks only of...
Short Story | Updated Jul 9, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
She's dead and she is angry.
Short Story | Updated Jun 27, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I WANT A LOVE THAT WILL LAST
Poetry | Updated Jun 1, 2015 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A chance meeting between the old and young. Or was it?
Short Story | Updated May 20, 2015 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The con's of the current three drug protocol used in lethal injection and the pro's of using a unique humane two drug method that would ensure a painless and ultimately humane way to administer the death sentence. My view is from systematic empirical data and research regarding my proposed two...
Standard threshold levels for screening and confirmatory tests. Detection of specific drugs using standard Immunoassay as opposed to the confirmatory test GC/MS or Gas Chromatography.
Zach, Ryan, Noah and Alan in the company of Denver, Shades, Mario, Wally and Jeremy face off Batman. Will the Dark Knight allow them to enter the city of Nootra or will they be unmasked as intruders?
By The Roseless Thorn
This is a very small sample of work that I have recently been working on. Critiques would be great. I really want to improve my writing in so many ways.
This is basically about a teenager who considers herself lifeless, and often finds herself stuck in her own thoughts.
What would you spend your last bullet on? Would it be spent on a good deed or a bad one? What would a hit-man spend his last bullet on?
Short Story | Updated Apr 17, 2015 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Adya Dutta
This poem is describing the feelings of a person as he waits continuously to meet his/her beloved for last time.
A true story, of me, and the girl that I fell in love with, edited and remade with the criticisms I received. Enjoy :)
A description of is expected just after I take my last step. Written on impulse.
Poetry | Updated Jan 23, 2015 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I spread the dreams under your feet. Step Softly. As you are treading on my dreams.