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A Q-and-A of all the questions and mysteries of the Assassin Trilogy.
Venting poem... I suck at romance. Majorly.
Damn you're smile
Damn you're laugh
Makin' me have a relapse
Makin' these walls collapse.
Damn your words
Damn your intentions
Makin' me fall again
The pieces fly away with the wind.
This is just me questioning really anything, which has caused some dramatic things to happen as of recently. This was written for a friend who has been considering many not so good choices, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.
about a young girl who struggles with in her own mind to break free of her struggles in life,
but as she becomes more aware of why she is trapped she is determined to break free and live her life to the best she can be.
about a battle of spirtuality religion and hatred lust and hope and love.
By Neevey L Noch
we choose to be wise !
i dont know how to make the pain go away
maybe i should run away?
Yet another creation spurred on by a prompt my CW teacher gave me.
Short Story | Updated Feb 8, 2013 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
I wrote this poem about about someone who wasn't sure what choice to make..
This poem takes its cue from Sartre's idea that even faced with death we remain free. The poem says that we should not flee death by searching consolation in the past, or hope absurdly to defeat it. We can but enjoy the fight against it, a fight that takes place in the present and which is...
Poetry | Updated Jan 26, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Lucy falls into a treacherous hole and discovers she is not alone, others have fallen hard as well. Lucy joins their beautiful world and helps newcomers adapt, but she can't help being curious. Who made this world? How did she fall?
Have you made your choice yet?
By Enis Retis
A kindhearted young man living in a grove amidst a meadow tries to allure the beautiful Mishra into his company despite being surrounded those who think ill of him.
Its a poem about reality, the bare utter reality that's prevalent in our minds. It utters a question, that's the purpose of this.
Poetry | Updated Jan 4, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Part of Earth â€“ A big event in not know, this group of mind short story, find the fine know of the empty know forget by know it.
(Simple English Edition)
Cold Idea: Is Easy To Do
Sad, around those work that we do so great in number in, think...