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We all have a past, one we try to run from, a past we try to hide from. One anticipation to another the loyalties of death are what becomes us. I wander towards my past because it is me. Watching my brother drown at his young age became my reality, my caution, my future. What I didnâ€™t...
By Danny Deaththorn
I loved you.
I lost you.
But at least you're happy.
Poetry | Updated Oct 3, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
She is gone, but my heart beats on.
Poetry | Updated Oct 3, 2014 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
Memoirs from the Stars tells the tale of two close friends and the lives they lead, and how they become tangled and confused; lives of love, loss and tragedy. But can they find happiness?
Here you will find the prologue, just a short tease in to this world. Feedback would be highly appreciated!
wrote this today. it relates to my life a lot, trying to overcome some of my past, but everyday it just comes back.
Poetry | Updated Sep 11, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Dear Babe, I love you so.
By Denny Allan
I think this speaks for itself.
The reader is given a glimpse of the mind of a teenaged girl who is struggling to accept the presence of pain as a part of life.
Short Story | Updated Aug 26, 2014 | Reads: 58 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
To the Guy who Cheated, Lied and Loved Me
By Shadowed Awakening
just a thought
Poetry | Updated Aug 25, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A song about self-love and the past.
By The Cunning Linguist
On the way home from college during Spring Break, Eric Connor finds himself caught going nowhere....
Short Story | Updated Aug 16, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
This is Unfinished...I found it while cleaning it was on a piece of scrap paper...I tend to write or start ideas and I forget half the things I write... I think it was about a man being chased by himself...idk I'll start writing it again and it'll come to me...lol...my mind
By Jordan Paige
Personal, meaningful and sour with heartache.
8 months of torture, 8 months of abuse, 8 months of tears, 8 months of destruction. This is my story, a story of strength and betrayal, and a story of recovery. ALL OF THIS STORY IS TRUE.