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By Austin Browning
So if you are broken, if you do not love me, then the fault must be here, in your heart, where all your emotions are born.
A Journey in to the world of your inner mind,
One man goes on a quest to figure out why he's trapped in what he thinks is a dream, what will chris do what will he find, will you discover something true to you?
Ever find yourself wondering about the quality & maybe even the quantity of your life? It's been happening a lot lately with me...
By Ayla Daniels
This one is for the ladies ;)
By The Roseless Thorn
This is a very small sample of work that I have recently been working on. Critiques would be great. I really want to improve my writing in so many ways.
This is basically about a teenager who considers herself lifeless, and often finds herself stuck in her own thoughts.
By Master Papers
In the mid-eighties, snow-thrower manufacturing firm Toro, launched a promotion where purchasers of snow blower could refund a part of their purchase in the event that the next winter was characterized by modest snowfalls. The amount of money that was refunded was related to the amounts of...
By Aaron Shamoba
True meanings of love
Â». If you love her because of her
eyes,lips or body,
it is not "Love" it is "LUST"
Â». If it is because of her intelligence
or insight about life,
it is not "Love", its "ADMIRATION"
Â». If its because she cries every time
you try to leave her,
it is not "Love" it is...
Letting go of all that is inside and holding you down
from being who you are. Washing your hands and saying good by to bad memories.
This is not a story ...its real life
By Lazarus Chidumo
This is an overveiw of the benefits of making Jesus Christ the centre of your life
Cheska is a simple girl living in the Mortal world. But it's not quite she has expected because she is now 900 years old and still she is a teenage girl. Is she really a human? or an Immortal person?
Then, a man with a robe seeks for her and tell her that the kingdom of Werewolves are looking...
By Liam Strong
I am dedicating this poem to an amazing writer here on Booksie, Criss Sole. (Go read her story and you'll know what I mean.) I think it has been overdue for me to write her something to show how much she has helped me and how much she means to all of us she has helped. Oh, and the picture is an...
Something I wrote about a guy I fell in love with last year.
True love becomes wine when killed...but it never expires...