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This is about what you made me feel. I left but these words won't leave my mind.
Poetry | Updated Dec 2, 2013 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
So tell me, I'm interested, is this really any good?
Poetry | Updated Nov 15, 2013 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 10
Something I wrote that I'd like to consider 'poetry'
It's about pain, love, loss and hate.
Hope you enjoy what you read.
Feedback always appreciated.
One guy, Jasper Gray, an overdose, friends, lies, drama..
By Aimee Shaye
Three years ago, Max made the biggest mistake of his life. He left his one true love and has regretted it ever since. He had a perfectly good reason as to why he left and he kicked himself in the butt all the time when thinking about her.
Three years have passed since Tory lost the one...
He read my stories. He shouldn't have. He called himself the Batman but he's no hero.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jul 27, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Everyone has secrets. Everyone wants to keep theirs hidden. Im sure you will be able to make this poem about your own secrets
failed beggings lead to traggic endings no matter how sweet it is in between.
Poetry | Updated Mar 4, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Written for my friend Aaron on leaving the forces after many years duty.
Poetry | Updated Feb 23, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Ina Mcfarmers
Certain needs to be recognised
By Lamia Fira Ravenmist
I kinda thought about this after listening to Wonderland. I dont know who it's from, but I love the song. :)
Poetry | Updated Dec 22, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Which one is more beautiful, the sunrise or the sunset?
By Livi Bear
Please sit and let me tell you a story. The story of the mansion at the end of Elizabeth Road. A warning before we start, this story is not a happy one. The story of Heidi and Lyric Ivory and the terrible fate they suffered.
By Wicked Beautiful
I wrote this poem because I'm being honest about romance, about life. Enjoy.
Do you see me?
I am sitting here in front of you, choking on glass
and I canâ€™t remember if I swallowed it myself or if you forced it down my throat,
but either wait
itâ€™s killing me.