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sometimes it's hard to understand
Poetry | Updated Dec 6, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
if you love me tell me I want to hear it
Poetry | Updated Dec 3, 2014 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Love and Feelings is shown in many other ways.
Poetry | Updated Oct 22, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
By Raven Fury
Life is always something unpredictable. Something one can never truly figure out. So many changes can happen in life, whether positive or negative. It just depends on how you view your concept of life.
By Georgina V Solly
An elderly lady reminisces about her childhood.
Short Story | Updated May 11, 2014 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Sometimes relationships are like biscuits
By Pierce The Horizon
Bullying is not okay. Don't fucking do it.
Poetry | Updated Dec 12, 2013 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 1
By Shaina Nunez
Nothing is perfect, especially love.
I am not completely done with political poems. This situation has me baffled. Who is more to blame. Both are equally to blame. No one is leading.
This has some humor although this situation is anything but funny.
By The Bronc Writer
New poem about my thoughts on Life and actions taken.
Poetry | Updated Sep 13, 2013 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Everyone thinks I'm a normal human being. Well I wasn't born on this planet. And I'm not a human. What am I? Read to find out.
Right versus wrong...Why bother? Are there no wages, payments, inheritance once we are saved? What's the point and benefit of saving or it's knowledge? There is an immediate and an ultimate benefit. The ultimate benefit is not completely known but the immediate benefit should show that the...
Distinguishing between the various aspects of love.
Poem based on Shakespeare's Sonnet 69. Used at least 5 words from the original poem and written with the same topic as the original sonnet.
By Little Blue Bird
My ex could seriously know what I was thinking 99.9% of the time.