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Influenced by my experiences seeing homeless people and people in help described in this poem which I wrote with me trying to feel some empathy mixing with description. Written in 7th grade. I liked this poem, but I liked the description of "Blind Soul in an Empty Street" more. I also used some...
There is a little elephant, who grows into gigantic proportions!
By Jill Gatsby
When Raymond woke up and discovered his mother was missing the idea that she'd disappeared into a bottle of perfume was too much for the poor sap to take, but that's what the message said.
Fridays finds Her biding Time
Chastity vibe and a bottle of Wine
Resting upon a ledge balance beamed
Light and dark fluidity of movement-
Diurnal Vernal blade of Bluegrass
Holding the contour of a footstep
Left Behind yesterdays Gamble.
A Win streak Wind beaked Birdcall
Beckons a Supper...
i miss being a kid... :) do you miss it too?
Angel has a crazy dream. What happens? And was it a dream?
Not sure exactly what it's about, it just came out. Bit of a ramble i'm afraid.
A man meets a woman after the love of his life leaves him.
Short Story | Updated Dec 12, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Kiya gets to kiss Peter, her true love, at a party during spin the bottle. She then leaves the room, unable to handle the perfect situation.
You raise the masts with a loop of cotton
Poetry | Updated Oct 15, 2012 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
this is about my realtionship with my mother. and my inspiration for this was from a song by Demi Lovato
One small bottle, can change you life forever.
A poem about finding a message in a bottle.
Poetry | Updated May 13, 2012 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By Rusted Crimson Lust
I was alive, am, still alive. A ghost, a shadow, a memory. I live in the moonlight, I dream of the past, I yearn for my old life back.
Novel | Updated Jan 27, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I got a prompt from a website saying: the story must take place in a crypt, contain a misunderstanding and a bottle of beer. So, this very odd exactly 100-word drabble was born. Rated for one word. May be slightly gross.