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soemtimes life turns out all wrong
Poetry | Updated Oct 14, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
This poem is very heart felt. It is a very important subject. And almost anyone can relate. Family member. Survivor. And this truly proves that a small miracle IS a big miracle. Please read it. I think you will be happy if you do. I would also love to hear your input! Thanks!!
By Port Tack
A poem I wrote for an assignment in sixth grade about my favorite month of the year.
Poetry | Updated Oct 10, 2008 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Port Tack
A poem origionally about the frustrations of moving and developing a lifelong attitude about the constant changes in life.
Poetry | Updated Oct 10, 2008 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Two friends, On eis apart, and she's being sommeone else.
A haiku about a beautiful weed
Aileen's Stepfather Greg works for the government and doesn't tell her anything about. Once before Aileen had gotten curious about his work. Will it happen again?
Greg moves him and Aileen to another town and almost immediately brings home a project. Aileen knows where it is, but should she go...
By Fan Fan
A parody of Shakespeare's to be or not to be
By Bella Ambra
Almost has relevance to recent events in my life >>
Poetry | Updated Sep 18, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Beach Bum
A nameless teenager makes his final journey through his hometown. However, someimtes fate, or even a stranger, can force you upon a second chance.
This still pains me to read, even so long ago that it was written. The ache still there, as she still holds my heart to this day. Your first love is always the hardest to move on from.
Poetry | Updated Sep 9, 2008 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 7
just the feel of becoming somthing new
Poetry | Updated Sep 8, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
What the ground feels........
It's really confusing how people complain about the world and don't do anything about it. I'm no exception. Why do we do this though. How many of us are actually making a difference with the life we have. The ones of us that are fortunate. To sit back and do nothing to make it better is just as...
Not really a poem. And it wasn't that popular on my old page. But I like this one.