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I spread the dreams under your feet. Step Softly. As you are treading on my dreams.
By Georgina V Solly
Revenge is bitter and sweet.
Short Story | Updated Dec 8, 2013 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
God has forsaken the world when mankind seems to have lost his humanity, and a hundred years later revolutions, betrayal, and wars both internal and spanning continents and centuries are tearing the world apart as man creates his own Hell on earth.
Novel | Updated Aug 9, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Lyzzy Redd
Three people and their memories of one place. Maybe you belong there too. Maybe you'd understand the appeal of such a forsaken sanctuary.
By Jan Gabriel
This is a literary interpretation of suicide, of a man who falls into despair and succumbs totally to its bittersweet caress.
They say that home is where the heart is
And I'd have to agree.
Because not so long ago
I found that my heart had forsaken me.
Most people are upset
To find their heart had forsaken them.
But me, I jump with glee
To find that my heart has left me.
Poetry | Updated Dec 19, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 4
The 5th part of the history of Richard Channing
By Brandi Palmisano
Nothing is what it seems. The true treasures are the most obvious.
By Poet Sex God
A poem about my ex-girlfreind and how much I want her back.
He turned against me
Poetry | Updated Jun 14, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Poetry | Updated Apr 30, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he walked over to the televisions he had placed on his desk, all of which were hooked up to the CCTv cameras he had positioned in each of the rooms of his house. He surveyed the rooms on the screens and deciding that they were all empty, he unbolted his door.