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By Chloe Reads
Reflective memories of being abandoned -
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 1, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Deborah Hayward
A poem of love and betrayal and being strong enough to leave.
A poem about someone who has lost a person they are very close to, and wondering if life is worth living, if everyone we love eventually leaves us.
Poetry | Updated Aug 30, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Charlie Layne
A couple discovers just what it means to lose the chance at a new life...
Short Story | Updated Aug 29, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Michael has hated Christmas Eve for the past two years, and has spent it in the dim lights of a smoke-filled bar alone with a drink and unpleasant memories. Like a dream, the love of his life reappears, igniting forgotten emotions and raising burning questions.
Inspired by The Airborne Toxic...
Short Story | Updated Aug 28, 2014 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Shadowed Awakening
wrote this once before never shared it. I pulled it back out and editted it. revisiting the idea and the pain of sorta wanting someone who at the time claimed they wanted me back but actually just strung me along for a while.
Poetry | Updated Aug 28, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Some people needs to let some steam out. Here's mine.
Poetry | Updated Aug 28, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Lips Of An Angel
A road to nowhere, but felt when love is blind. Empty and devoid, lost to passion on cobblestones of blood.
Poetry | Updated Aug 27, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Cj Galaxy
Adam has lived aboard the Neptune's Skull for the entire 24 years of his life. One day a prisoner is brought aboard the ship and his entire world is turned upside down.
Short Story | Updated Aug 27, 2014 | Reads: 64 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem of accepting the loss of love.
Poetry | Updated Aug 24, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This poem is about my maternal grandpa who was killed in a dynamite explosion in Plains, TX in 1953. He was 37 years old.
Poetry | Updated Aug 23, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
By Zailyn P
This is an autobiographical perspective at how a practice of Meditation, Guided Imagery, and Visualization for 40 years helped me create the most authentic and joyful version of myself. It is not all about happy, happy, joy, joy. Learning can be painful. Real change and growth come from...
Finding someones imperfections perfect
By Mother Earth
This is poem is about, loss, blindness and an opportunity to move on.