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Random First Lines:A short memoir about the life and death of my grandmother. (I'm thinking about eventually publishing this but I would love to hear some feedback... » Read
One Day the billionaire gets murdered and the maids and servants are the first people accused by the Billionaire's wife. Who is the killer? What was used? And who is the one with all the answers?
Pirates! They roam the town and steal the delighted goods. But the town people decide to fight back under circumstances of their leader. What they don't know is that a pirate spy was lurking around. The spy told the captain and the pirates come up with a counter plan to kill the town's...
A poem I wrote for my mom when I was in the 8th gd.
<3I'll Always Love You Alex..<3
There is nothing more exciting then a writer who is compelled to keep on writing and they don't really know
where or how the words keep coming...but all they know
is that they have to put it down on paper or in the
computer...here comes poetry...that's my thing...
Poetry | Updated Aug 1, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 2
Haters please fall back now.
In dedication to twilightraingirl's how to annoy Edward and Jacob I made how to annoy rosalie! I have put 12 ways and the comeption is for you to put the 13 th way in comments and I will use the best one and send you a gift ! Enjoy x
By Mistress Of Word Play
I am dedicating this poem to Carina a wonderful poet that writes her on Booksie. The picture I found to go with it reminded me of her.
By Mistress Of Word Play
This poem is dedicated to a very talented writer here on Booksie a poem she wrote inspired this write. Her name is Nazire C. She knows how to write a poem and weave a story as well. Thank you my friend this one's for you. Susan
By Mystic Mercury
to souls who are fighting for freedom..
Poetry | Updated Dec 15, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I'll never forgive myself for letting you end yourself without realizing what was going through your head until the deed was done. The only thing I can do now, is make sure no other kid ever goes through that same thing ever again. My goal. My life. My dream.
Dedicated to you.
Like a silhoutte upon my wall so this collage is encrypted on the pages of my heart
Poetry | Updated Dec 27, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Stairways are sometimes hard to build, especially when on hold.
Poetry | Updated Dec 27, 2008 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4