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When the island of your bliss remains but a memory...
Sometimes people aren't your responsibility
Poetry | Updated Aug 11, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The days that passed brings clouds of fear into our hearts, the days that go by cripples us at heart and mind.......shadowing the happiness n light that hovers over us...Healing needs time yet it comes...
It is about a person in search of BLISS. It describes the mental and physical state and asserts on the synchronisation of the two to achieve the condition of BLISS.
"When u were born the agel send the light , the never thought to see such a beutiful sight".
This story talks about a teenager, born with health problems.
went through a car accident, somebody who sees life ,like a stream that doesn't exist.
who will help him carry on ..who will make him see...
By Jasmine Brown
Home in the arms of the one I love . . . .
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hold me up...don't drag me down
Poetry | Updated Mar 23, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Cris Clc Writings
First Paragraph Of The Short Story, "Explosions bursting in the sky, earsplitting cries coming from the great skyline vessels as they set the clouds a blaze with beams of unimaginable light and enormous power! Doom was afoot and after long decades of war and incomprehensible losses, our people...
Remember 'Love You Lots'? Well, here is the sequel. We never found out what happened to Bliss, but right here, right now, we will discover whether she is alive or dead, on the run or safe or kidnapped and hidden where only her kidnapper knows.
Novel | Updated Feb 17, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Life is not for fetching a better end.
By Apoorva Raghunandan
Nature, a great friend.
Poetry | Updated Jan 25, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Life is not for fetching a better end. It's there for bliss....
By James Edgar Cooper
This is a poem that was written for elizabethrose's Poetry Competition. This is about a time in my life which I absolutely tresure and will always remember for the rest of my life.
By Will Veazey
Light will always separate the dark as dawn always follows the night, just as the true king promised.