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a simple, casual love story with fictional characters
Short Story | Updated Nov 15, 2014 | Reads: 70 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem specifically about someone from my pastâ€¦at some point you have to learn to just forgive and let go to create a new and better world and get past whatever force is keeping you behind in the darkness.
By Liam Strong
An old poem: I haven't posted anything in over a month, so now's time to show you all something fresh! I am thinking of expanding this one for the simple fact that I love its concept; but the title is just lovely to me, haha! Enjoy!
A satire of a typical day for me.
Article | Updated Aug 7, 2014 | Reads: 104 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The government separated us. I had the disease... and i was on the verge of death.
Seventeen year old Alex Cook has suffered from memory blackouts ever since she was young. After a school shooting and bombing kills her friends, Alex begins to recover some of her memories. She is admitted to the hospital for a psychiatric recovery program when she has difficulty coping...
To what extent would you go to escape?
Poetry | Updated Jul 3, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
All you ever planned to be to me was nothing more than a lesson I had already previously learnt.
If I could see you again, these are the words that I would say.
"Yesterday was history, Tomorrow is a mystery, Today is a gift that is why it is called the present"
Kung Fu Panda
don't read this if u are on vacation in a small cottage
Short Story | Updated May 19, 2014 | Reads: 48 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
More original poetry by myself, about myself
More of a speech than a poem, I suppose. Charlie Chaplin was playing havoc in my head.
O Man, have you forgotten what you are?
Poetry | Updated May 15, 2014 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Daisy Ink
A man wakes up one morning unable to recall the events of the night before and after a brief investigation, he realizes that he took a pill that was designed to erase memories, however for some odd reason he feels that the memory he erased was of something important.
Poem doodled in the boredom of class