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By Branthaman Z
Poetry | Updated Feb 24, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Robo's been working hard for a promotion but will Richard stab him in the back.
I have been having a lot of lag trouble here lately and nowhere else. I am not leaving, just saying!
Poetry | Updated Feb 13, 2013 | Reads: 27 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 12
By Gabriel Boutros
A somber story of three men wandering the night-time streets of Montreal. Their lives feel meaningless; they fear the relentless passage of time; and they're seeking the ultimate thrill. Not for all tastes.
Something I wrote when I didn't know what else to write...
By Rache Blue
For many creative writing is a wonderful release, yet there are negative side effects. If you are lucky or unlucky enough to have this calling, then perhaps you may sympathize.
Well, this is basically what my life is about... I am never trusted, and it seems like this past few weeks, the tiny trust they had in me, has vanished... I don't understand why. I am just tired, frustrated...I try doing everything right, and yet, I'm being backstabbed. Thanks so much Dad.
Poetry | Updated Jan 7, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
By Jane Mitchell
Thomas De Claire is a french writer in the 1700's who never published any thing. he meets peasant john who has no one and they conduct a secret love at night. will Thomas be able to keep this up and his career.
By Juli Monat
One way love just won't work.
Poetry | Updated Dec 14, 2012 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Written for a loved one out of anger, frustration and most of all; love.
Poetry | Updated Dec 11, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Anya Marie
There are only two eras of my life. The before and after. The before being everything before the accident, the after being everything after the accident. After I lost my memory. After I had to learn myself and those that love me and at one time I apparently loved them too. My name is Marissa...
anger, frustration, sadness.
Poetry | Updated Nov 22, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
What happens when you let your life spiral out of control.
Poetry | Updated Nov 21, 2012 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1