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Poetry | Updated Feb 26, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
I know this is exactly formatted...so don't be quick to comment and tell me it's weird. This is a mix between a story and a poem so I'm not sure how to format it, if it even supposed to be formatted... Anyway, ENJOY!
Poetry | Updated Feb 19, 2008 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A LETTER TO A FOOL is probably one of my favourite poems that I ever wrote
Poetry | Updated Feb 17, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 3
A laugh over Valentine's Day! For all to read! Haha!
By Ella Deschanel
Lyrics for a song called "This Love."
In the land of Argall, life appears to have improved ever since King Velmor rid the land of the demons that were plaguing the country. Yet, as more freedoms are restricted and children are forced away from thier homes and never seen again, some doubt this new found peace. And some rebel against...
Poem of the sharing of souls and hearts.
Poetry | Updated Jan 13, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Ethan has always been straight. As in, liking the girls. Even though he had only one girlfriend, he's still girl-crazy.
Then, a new kid comes around in his school. He's very different to Ethan. For one, he spells his name Bryan. Two, he doesn't like girls as much as any normal boy would. And,...
Short Story | Updated Jan 2, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
A random piece of writing I found in my note book.
Poetry | Updated Dec 24, 2007 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
Spilling Hearts Ink
on December 5. Â© All rights reserved
The quill scratches parchment,
the bleeding begins.
The emotion guided hand,
conducts orchestrated verse.
The tactful artistic prose,
creates visualized panoramas.
The poetic scribe's inception,
spilling hearts ink.
My stepmother's dad died this past week. I did not know him very well. He was 88 when he died. The week before he was golfing and fishing and running around. He died of a stroke.
Poetry | Updated Dec 11, 2007 | Reads: 66 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 7
A depressed girl and her friends decide to go to Germany to get rid of the depression.
She meets a band. Will the boy she meets get her out of the deep whole in her life?
Always we are blessed being stood timelessly for a family we care dearest. Blessings and honour for being its priceless.
Diffrents feelings of LOVE