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hi everyone i thought of a fantastic challenge for you all! :D :D
I have writer's block and I would really appreciate your help
By Scarlet Sky
When a man lost in a drunken fog stumbles across a strange woman on his we home, he realizes that she's different. She can talk to fire, bring it to life in her hands, make it dance through the air. She needs his help to find her way back to her own dimension.
But is she real? Or is his mind...
This is a personal poem about a friend who helped me talk about my problems... I'm really bad for not talking about stuff and she really helped. PS No it is not romantic in any way.
Poetry | Updated Jul 26, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Dusk Dawn
Another poem about a friend of mine.
this is a rough draft of a poem i'm still working on. i would love it if you left feedback and suggestions on what needs to be fixed. it's basically about hard times in peoples lives.
It's only the start and i don't even know if i'll keep on the same story line, but tell me what you think?
The title of this book is called F.A. I. T. H. for You.
Have you ever asked yourself what that word means? To have it or not. To know someone that has it or not. Faith in what? Faith in yourself? Faith in your family, your job, your friends or faith in yourself. Faith is something that is...
...Need I say anything?
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Living out a lie, is such a sad lullaby.
Here are some of my future ideas for novels that I intend to create. I need your help for ideas and what-not, so please read and critique on these ideas.
12 year old Jay Woods feels like her friends and parents don't like her, and that no one wants to be around her. But when a crazed maniac steals her from her room, she finds out just how much everyone around her cares for her. (I would love if you left comments.)
this is a poem about my friend who was suicidal and her trip out of depression. It actually is a song, but it can also be a poem.
By Casey Michelle Silver
I've moved around alot and this thought goes through my head from time to time.