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Random First Lines:I will be doing book reviews, and this one is about the novel, "The Poisoned House", a book about horror and suspense that will just grab you from... » Read
I wrote something the other week, it includes love, the victorian time period, loss of memories, fire, and most importantly swimming through darkness into the light. Do you like it?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUOZ6Cty1zU -> Read it with this.
A little poem i wrote, it's based off of my current relationship. This poem wasn't exactly intentional, i was just talking to my sister trying to help her understand my situation and this is how it all came out. Enjoy, comment and tell me if you have ever felt this way about someone, or if you...
Poetry | Updated Sep 1, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A poem about the unexpected difficulties that arise in relationships.
poem about twists in life.
One things leads to another and fate shapes the unlikely path Elize is destined to follow; she must remember and take confidence in herself to find the truth and clarity of the deluded memories she holds.
Well, im not sure where i was planning on going with this when i started...
sometimes stories just come to you.
of the people who have read it, most of them are convinced of the deeper meaning, so go ahead and try to find some.
By Bill 66
all things fade with the passage of time
By Mutate Ambience
lIFE IS UNFAIR
Poetry | Updated Apr 29, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
saw a movie were people were being cruel to their own kind so i wrote this poem.
Poetry | Updated Mar 26, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Florence 347
Camille,Samantha and Catherine have been friends forever. But now two new boys moved in town and catherine wants to know more about them... will catherine's,camille's and samantha's friendship become stronger or will they take different paths...
will she trust...
By Venessa Jinson
The feeling of losing everything.
Poetry | Updated Sep 22, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Timothy Paschall
I was walking across a foot-bridge, in my own world. Then mother nature brought me into hers.