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[Warning...not for the faint of soul/heart/mind/sanity] What the **** is wrong with me?
"Judge not the speck of blood in your neighbor's eye lest thou shall judge thine-self of the viscera in your own eyes. " - The Number 42
By Sirens Song
He held her close, he kissed her cheek, but there was no response, there never was any response
By Luna Hades
Erik Dorkman always dreamed of being a vampire. Today, or should I say tonight, is his only chance to become one. Erik has been living in the Bronx, NY for over four years now. Ever since his Goth girlfriend disappeared and updated her blog stated that she had turned into a baby vampire,...
By Stormy Aura Llewellyn
Again inspired by a book, a series of three haiku written around the parameters of death.
By Equin Molo
The story of an awkward mortician and how he finds true love.
About A girl who's boyfriend who saved her life when she got caught up in something she wasnt suppose to....
By Eileen Mcguinness
Death is something that we all think about at some point in our lives.We cannot exist forever as nobody is immortal.How and when we die is something that very few of us will ever know apart from those who are on death row.For me i know my time is short being recently given a grim prognosis.I...
Sorry I haven't posted anything in a while. I'm not much of a poet so I don't write poems here and there all of the time. I'm actually working on a little novel to put up here. This is probably going to be my last piece I'm going to post in a while for I am going on a trip to California for two...
By Peter Amaral
...to the slab, farewell...
Poetry | Updated Apr 26, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Just another night for a serial killer.
By Juliet Darkwood
A haiku written for my creative writing class. The theme is "Haunted."
Tranquility was a good girl, she played the part with experties, they where black and white, ying and yang. BUT Tranquility wanted red.
By Secret Solace
How far would you go to love someone?
Please read the WARNING on my home page before continuing.
As a first-year medical student Maya attends anatomy lab to dissect a corpse or in medical jargon cadaver to learn more about human body from a dead person to understand a living one.