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In the middle ages, there was a kingdom called Wolves kingdom near the borders of the British kingdom. The highest rank in this kingdom for the soldiers was â€œBlack Knightâ€. They got chosen in young age, trained to become a good leader, a good soldier and most importantly, to become a...
This is a Short Article about why holding other peoples hands is unreliable. The real meaning behind it is that you cant really trust people, because people usually betray you.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jul 9, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 2
I feel like shit right now.
This is another attempt of mine at more visual and graphic writing.
By Curious Kitten
I distance myself from people, scared to let them in so I dont get hurt. Only a few know the real me...
Poetry | Updated Mar 9, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 5
A poem I wrote about things on my mind at the minute.
I haven't spent very long on it, your comments will be very much appreciated.
Character pictures, to help envision everyone! Notice: Some characters aren't in the story yet, and they will be soon. Others will be added as the story progresses.
It is 2001. It began here where the fire has risen. It began with one manâ€™s hatred for one country. September 11, the World Trade Center was the first thing in itâ€™s way. Like a tree it was burnt to ashes. The man OSAMA BIN LADEN, was responsible. He crushed the world...
I wrote this poem when I visted my country back home. It killed me to see women treated unfairly. And no matter how hard they worked to keep their family happy, they were still treated poorly. I also wrote it for Violence Against Women.
Poetry | Updated Sep 19, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Jay Arshad
I am without you, all is desolate..
trust is like the tear once it falls ..it can never comes back
Poetry | Updated Sep 11, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
trust is like the tear once it falls ..it can never come back
Poetry | Updated Sep 7, 2011 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 4
Henry walks out of his house to hear a girl screaming. And if his mind wasnt so foggy he could swear that it was the girl hed met the night before
Its a deep, 'in Oblivion' song, I dedicate to 'her'....And the love I couldn't find ever. But I'll Hope to have her close to me....Someday....