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on the verge of break up..
Poetry | Updated Feb 28, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 1
A short playful guess at the way one might successfully concoct a poem.
Poetry | Updated Feb 14, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 2
By Steel Edge
This piece is not so much a poem, but a thought, a regret, something that was written in my daily thought process. I geuss you could say that by reading this piece, you would reading a shadow of a thought; a glamour of a dream, a missdimeanor of darkness, that can not be ignited, for it was put...
By Carina Lea
A short story of a man who reunites his sad-ridden and lonely father with his long lost son.
Short Story | Updated Nov 25, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Another rant written awhile ago...I just found it, still feel the same way, so I thought I would share.
Miscellaneous | Updated Oct 16, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 5
Contains some explicit language.
This poem is mainly me thinking that depression is better if you have something to be depressed about - I'm not sure how to phrase it really, but that's what the poem's for.
Poetry | Updated Aug 6, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Again, this is from this rpg site: myrealms.net, a chat/forum site that you can play with other people in and interact with them. My character is Halekial, and the other players/characters are in there too. Good place to go to get your creativity out; come check it out and maybe I'll see you...
By Brian Peza Perrins
Song lyrics for a duet, female verse followed by male verse followed by chorus and repeat.
By Jakob Enfield
College - was it worth it?
Poetry | Updated Jun 8, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
To be or not to be, that is the question.
- William Shakespear
IF you Feel resentment tward and ex.....
Have you ever really been in love?
This is a tiny poem, but made me feel a whole lot better :)
Poetry | Updated Nov 10, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 6
belief er mother lives in anguish, one, two many times
Her soal once lost, it is now paralyzed
My heart aches, wreck less anger resides within me
I shall not fight, it only warrents despair and furry
I grow depressed, but I must not give into fear
We ran away for years and years
Bitterness at a life you never wanted and of one you always wanted.
Poetry | Updated Aug 8, 2007 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3