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I got the idea to write this from another member on here. But this is it in its raw form, I wrote it during bio today.
Poetry | Updated Feb 4, 2008 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Terry Collett
A WOMAN'S GRIEF ON THE DEATH OF HER CHILD.
Poetry | Updated Feb 4, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Aleksander Azrael
A poem about our decaying society. My first attempt at rhyming.
Poetry | Updated Feb 4, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
This is my rant on immortality. And how it is not a thing to want or have
In a macabre fashion, this story chronicles a young man at a debutante ball.
Short Story | Updated Feb 3, 2008 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Sara Jones
This is a story. A story or a girl. This girl is Sara. Sara has a terrible problem.
Short Story | Updated Feb 3, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem about the modern state of the world and how amongst all the horror and carnage the sound of one person crying for the loss of a loved one can be lost.
No matter how many people are killed or wounded in a conflict each one has a person who sits and cries for them.
Like ripples on a lake...
No inspiration was needed for this. My mind was reeling the second I sat down.
It is sad, but she is happy in the end.
so, it is NOT supposed to be depressing.
Realize if I left her paralyzed or with no memory of this... she still would remember later on.. and stil have to dwell...
Short Story | Updated Feb 2, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Aislin Kane
Sometimes it helps to have someone else's destiny.
Short Story | Updated Feb 2, 2008 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Dealing with death is a difficult fact of life.
Poetry | Updated Feb 1, 2008 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A hard look at life, talking about all the things that happen to someone over the course of one evening, and just how people cheat death.
Poetry | Updated Feb 1, 2008 | Reads: 395 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Death is a strange guarantee
but Life does have its own symmetry.
These words are the last in this, a strange and twisted poem that came to me while I was lying on my bed, staring into the abyss. (Yes, that is what I do on my free time.) I should note that this is from the mind of someone who...
Oh, how I love lilies. Sweet, sweet lilies.
An ode to death.
Poetry | Updated Feb 1, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 1
I wanted to play with the idea of having both hope and no hope when waking up in the morning.
On one hand the day might be the best of your life. On the other hand it might be your worst. It might just be average, who knows.
I think the last line is the most interesting, playing with the idea...