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By Midnight Black Cat
When the night awakens and the sun goes to sleep, innocence is lost when those that are passed come back
Poetry | Updated Jun 2, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Erik Meberg
My brother makes the noises for the talkies.
Poetry | Updated May 30, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Angel Plant
Dance with me to the end. Don't let go. Make me happy. Stay with me. Just romance and passion.
By Tearing Newspapers
I want to say something, I really do but to me my memories are like the last light of day. Fading and glistening. Try as I may I can never reach them in time before they die out forever. My memory is on a constant deterioration schedule. I canâ€™t remember things that happen in the same day...
Essay | Updated May 29, 2014 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
God's commands are a burden...or are they? We cannot keep His commands, it is impossible. So, how are we to be perfect as He instructs us to be?
A poem about the star Algol.
Music fills me, releasing me from reality. Until I wake up again...
By Future Promise
Inspired by the Buddha's
Short Story | Updated May 17, 2014 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
How does it feel to be destroyed?
Short Story | Updated May 12, 2014 | Reads: 61 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
To my mothers on the day to celebrate them. I have several people that need to be acknowledged. Thank you Robin, Nancy, Kelly, Debbie, and Eli. I love you all very much and I am grateful to the times we have had together, and though for a few I am far from home, I am thinking of you all.
A girl moves forwards towards her future.
Short Story | Updated May 11, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
You see each and every life has a true imprint in themselves. When you look into those dissecting into infinite bundles and translating languages into merit, do you really make challenges afloat before always? You may even have worst experience, nonacceptance with anyone yet you know that you...
Poetry | Updated May 9, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Bez Tsarya V Golove
This is about a parent, who has lost their child. The child loved the ponies and symbolically, they represent the happiness of before. All the parent wants is for the ponies to return so she can hear her child laugh one more. These are actually lyrics to a song, so forgive the repetition.
I stood them watching,
watching them sleep.