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If one desires the gift of blasting souls...
about life in your garden that gets destroyed every day.
Poetry | Updated Aug 21, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 3
Dear first ex-boyfriend I ever dated...I really want to hate you and use to imagine you getting hit by a bus multiple along side wishing you would jump off a cliff. Yea, lucky I'm a different girl I once was but your still a ...
-From someone who strongly dislikes you with a passion,
Gob's action packed adventure story.
the tragic tale of a man in trapped in the depths of madness
I'll never let you watch me burn...
Politics are stupid.
A child is born with a terrible curse. Her mother takes her and flees into the forest to escape a murderous mob. She falls in love with a kind young man, but when he is captured by the villagers, she is forced to make a terrible choice.
While a feeble minded man wrestles with guilt over his infidelity, his illegitimate daughter is locked away to keep her out of the hands of his jealous wife.
This poem is about not leaving a relationship eventhough its destructive and it tears you apart.
This is just a short poem about love and loss and the consequences of staying in a relationship for everyone elses sake except your own.
What happens when everything breaks down? What happens when you have no control over anything? What happens when everything and everyone you know decides to destroy itself?
By An Excuse To Speak Of You
Sentence Trails Off...' that simply is "A Transperant Portrait." It kinda means that not everyone is what they seem. For anyone I know I don't mean you or anything, I simply mean in others in our school, don't take offense or anything.
The Band 'The Devil Wears Prada,' yes there is a band with...