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Script | Updated Nov 9, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
You left me and broke my heart to pieces. Once healed I won't want you. You are the one who left.
Poetry | Updated Oct 30, 2014 | Reads: 27 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
When someone leaves you and you feel like you are all alone. That there is no way you can escape until you heal.
A night, while everyone is happy, merrily playing and cavorting with every being, a lady stand in the streets, slits her wrist with a blade and watches as the horseman leads her to her eternal fate. Safe away from this distress the world has caused her.
By Henrry Quintanilla
A man goes into a journey of self discovery, and finds out that he's not who he seems to be.
Just a draft for a writing at school
By Zoey Watson
Sometimes the things that hurt us most are the things that will lift us the highest, as one girl learns when one day, she suddenly finds herself the owner of a pair of wings.
This is a one-shot of my own characters. It's late at night and Cody finds Jenna all alone. Over an hour's time, Jenna opens up to him, and the two share their feelings about the hardships they're dealing with in their lives. A/N- The poem 'You Are' is roughly based on a poem I read online.
By Katrina Robinson
I'm recreating this song called 'Vagabond' by Misterwives. I'm not copying, just making my own version of the song.
Poetry | Updated Oct 19, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By O Hunking
A short poem about how people who turn from others are alone.
Poetry | Updated Oct 15, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Amy R Burkle
A note to a past lover, but is everything as it seems?
My first poetry post on Booksie! For some reason I was inspired by the image I've linked to this poem, but it kind of went off in a completely different direction.
A lament of the direction life took, compared to the hopes and dreams of youth.
All I need is one last chance
I need her in my life
Short story about being alone, in an old house that creaks at night, more so when you are the only one home.
Short Story | Updated Oct 1, 2014 | Reads: 94 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2