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for the ones we loved and can never see again please if you have lost someone close to you read :)Xx
Poetry | Updated Aug 17, 2012 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
this is a poem is for the people who left us that we never really realized how much we loved
Jasper is your normal high school boy other than the fact He's a (GIRL!!)to reconnect with her childhood friend Xavier she has to become a boy named Jasper Knight, and if she is found out she can not longer live in that town and must go back home. The story follow these two odd balls a girl...
By Wendy Marvell
A short song created by me!! Hope you like it!!
Skylar and her little brother Cayden got to a new school across the ocean in England, only to find it's meant for boys only. Sending Skylar a scholarship was a big mistake, but for some reason the pair cannot head back home in America. They are forced to stay, but something dark seems to be...
When love is forbidden...how could one live?
By Phoebe Kishbaugh
just a way to get my thoughts out..hope you like it
A poem about dealing with relationship problems and feeling like you've lost who you are in the process.
I made it a while ago..
Poetry | Updated Jun 30, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
He was loved, but lost; broken, but not beaten; worshipped; but mistaken; a lover, but a cheater<3
Forgetting the past,to learn to know.
Poetry | Updated Jun 27, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Just what did I forget when I was hospitalized? I remember nothing and I didn't really care what had happened. I mean, I'm alive, going to school, here with my family...but when someone comes knocking at my door saying he'll explain everything to me...will it be too tempting?
Novel | Updated Jun 19, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Rylee ReneeLynn McAller was the girl you loved to hate. Flawless skin, long, thick dark brown, almost black hair, anperfect body and personality. She had straight A's and a job. She was 17, yet partyed like she was 21. What could you excpect from a gurl whoes mother couldnt care weather she was...
Your face is embedded in my head
Poetry | Updated May 5, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1