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A poem about a person that wishes to watch everything burn before them. A person who wishes to see this city burn. A person who wishes to bring despair to everyone. Who is this person? We all know them. We just need to look deeper.
poem about a bad dream(completely fictional)
Poetry | Updated Mar 7, 2015 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short story about a high school and a terrorist attack. Feedback appreciated.
After her gruesome death, Kali Franscenso finds herself in the Afterlife, where she watches her house fall to ashes and her parents grieve over their daughter's death. She also meets a group of others who are also stuck in the Afterlife, and comes face to face with Dyson, whom she finds herself...
this is a poem that i wrote about feeling like your burning emotionally. when everyone wants to "help" you, but they just don't know any better.
Poetry | Updated Jan 19, 2015 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I spread the dreams under your feet. Step Softly. As you are treading on my dreams.
The vines in you're heart want you to escape this world. Will you listen to them?
The last sentence is up for debate.
Normal every day activities that most people don't even think about, cause pain and struggles for those with fibromyalgia and other chronic invisible illnesses.
Hey Fans!<3333. Im working on a story,tell me if you want me too make a novel about it!!!!!thnx.The main character is a brave,strong,and loyal Shimpa. Shimpa are very tall Dragon like humanoids.Besha is about to go on an adventure through every last corner of Jacklebell
By Jamie L Monster
Everything you ever knew changed and everything you thought was sustain is lost. War, blood, fire.
"...he watched in agony as his body began to fade away into the darkness..."
This is my second entry to dclovesfd's five sentence contest (season two), round two.
Read it at your wedding
i havent been feeling myself lately
A poem about a field of burning charcoal.