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Bailey and Logan have been in love since they first met, 5 years ago.
My grandmother has Alzheimer's, it's such a horrible illness that many people aren't aware of. My nan taught me how to bake and how to knit, she is my everything. So I wrote this poem, to make people more aware of what the illness is like. I hope this reaches out to others as well.
This is the 3rd story in the first volume of my first collection of short stories: Love and Loss. This is NOT an attempted retelling of the story of Creation from Christianity and it should be evident based on certain stories. This story is meant to convey feelings based upon how a human might...
Short Story | Updated Feb 13, 2014 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
About not forgetting or living in the past. Learn from it.
Poetry | Updated Feb 8, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A good friend of mine that moved away to work to pursue his dream. When he came back he was never the same, and wont reveal the secrets that lye within him.
You want to forget, but you want to remember. You want to forgive, but why would you?
In class the past few weeks I've been writing poems as I think of lines to start with, I'll post all of them.
By Maggie Williams
This is a poem about how people have forgotten about the true gift/meaning of Christmas.
My mind is going towards dream
A little dream covers me
I never forget
I never forget my springtime
As I never forget my love
As long as it goes..
Poetry | Updated Dec 21, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
You never forget the ones you lose.
Poetry | Updated Dec 14, 2013 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
"She was willing to listen. He had a story to tell. Both of them were strangers. But everything went well."
Love doesn't always go right...
Poetry | Updated Nov 15, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 9
A great uncle of mine died on the Western Front from battle wounds received at Arras and during WW2 another great uncle remarked on the poppies again at Arras.The spirits of our dead kin have come up to greet us he said.
The results of heartbreak and the emotions involved in it. Feel free to leave feedback or thoughts of any kind :) Thanks for reading! :D
This is another poem written from personal experience, and emotions. It's about death, and saying goodbye.
By Simple Songstress
This one is about letting all of the pain and heartbreak go by throwing it into the roaring flames.
Miscellaneous | Updated Nov 4, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1