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#1 in my collection of poems
Poetry | Updated Jul 31, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
He read my stories. He shouldn't have. He called himself the Batman but he's no hero.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jul 27, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
How I feel about my favourite colour.
Poetry | Updated Jul 25, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Caught in a love/hate relationship, one man comes home to find his girlfriend half dead, having attempted to kill herself. In a letter, she claims that he's to blame, though he feels as though he's done nothing wrong. Later, once she's been stabilized at the hospital, he plots his revenge.
By Nick Space
Part 2 of my Lighter Than Air project, this poem continues the adventures of our protagonist and his lover, Elizabeth as they try and escape from an unknown villain while simultaneously consolidating their new love.
Angry at the economy and Corporate America.
Poetry | Updated Jul 25, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
No place is safe from the virus. The infected are a threat, but the sickness is even worse. It can find any way it can to get to us, to kill us off, one by one. The world that we lived on for so long is trying to kill us off, and thereâ€™s no way to stop it.
Likewise, thereâ€™s no...
Even in all the daily battles, pain and struggles around us, never forget to smile. Tomorrow is a new day and a new chance to make that day count.
By Jennifer Brighton
Unlikely companions wander through a post-apocalyptic wasteland seeking refuge.
The resigned play of a sad and passionless baller who has fallen out of love with B-Ball.
By Fall But Never Drowned
Just letting my anger out
Script | Updated Jul 18, 2013 | Reads: 138 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The regret filled tale of pain, sadness, lament and understanding, a meeting between two former friends, and pro ballers.
By Kevin Witt
Usually with me, I'm an outcast. So I decide to write a poem about us outcasts. It gets to the point of how we are. What it's just to be outside from everyone else, alone. Without no one to care about us. Hope you like it :)
Name was taken so it has a Title: behind its real title.
Sorry about that.
By Michael Love
Another expression of human emotion.
Poetry | Updated Jul 13, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0