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By Ashleigh Butcher
The truth is, I felt kind of sad when i wrote this---inadequate, almost. Perhaps it was my way to find comfort and solace....without hitting something. Hehe. It's just about not being accepted the way you are; and even though you stand true to what you believe in, it still doesn't stop it all...
A poem of how although time passes things can stay with you forever, like friends.
Why I'm me, now.
Novel | Updated Jun 11, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 4
It about a girl who is tired of changing.
Poetry | Updated Jun 3, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 26 | Likes: 77
By Lady Alanna
Another stab at poetry... please tell me what you think!!
Do you see the effect of color? How would the meaning change if she changed her palette range from reds to purples to black?
Poetry | Updated Jun 2, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I was/am clearing out my documents at work and I came across this, I had to re-work it a little, does it work? Not sure. I know this sounds so sad, but maybe that's why I don't see myself as that person?
Poetry | Updated May 31, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 11 | Likes: 14
The sun and the ocean are two unstoppable forces.
By Ezeh Chibuoke
In Africa, everywhere;
Third world they thrive;
Change first claim;
Reach out as saviors.
Trade on votes;
This is the beginning of my novel where a scientist has just seemingly broken into a research lab.
A very brief poem from the perspective of a college student who is homesick and not ready to go into the real world quite yet.
I will let you be the judge of this one. I hope you enjoy!
Poetry | Updated May 20, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 10
"I am as vulnerable and fragile as it is possible to be. I am shredded to the core. I am at the point where I am stripped bare."---Rachel Hunter
Poetry | Updated May 19, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 9
A list of questions you ask as you watch love die.........
Poetry | Updated May 18, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 4
Life is like the seasons of the year. Always chaging, brining new things, and taking away the old.