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This poem is the truth about people with trust issues. how they think and how they exaggerate outcomes that would never occur.
If you like this poem because of the water analogy, or looking for another water-like poem for a project. (or forensics.) Check out the poem, monster of the sea, on my...
Same like before but yet not the same.This is the experience of a man going through a life changing situation where he has to decide whether to hold on or to let go of his love forever.
Short Story | Updated Dec 26, 2013 | Reads: 85 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Simple poem written through a broken heart. Compiles many different aspects of feelings that one might get while being with the one that truly calls their heart.
Realize, Igniteâ€¦..Explode! - infuses practical advice on personal development with a spiritual bent and uses enthusiastic tone that can help inspire readers to become their very best selves. The book explains the nuances of life; Life is not complicated by itself, just that we have made...
By Angie Blake
It is always so hard when you are mother of the boy who got the girl pregnant You never get choices and you HAVE to do what they say when they say it. Well, I am done doing that!
Just a little something I wrote about how I tend to deal with bad experiences and emotions. I hope some people can relate.
We never understand why good things come our way or why someone would choose us and love us as much as they do. When everyone else around looks, points, and screams...Monster. Let this be something to open your eyes to look within and know none of what they say is true. Someone loves you for you...
By This Was Once A Pencil
Perhaps this is about death...
Into the pride
To die is one thing, but to live and stay away from the ones you love is what makes all the suffering worse; it is like being alive, deep inside death itself.
The Dream Makers LLC
By: Sam Darwish
By Angel Plant
For my love I will do anything. That's just me.
"Hold my hand," he whispered.
I turned to look at him. He nodded. I shakily entwined my hand with his as we slowly continued walking forward. I couldn't help myself from laughing.
He turned to me and smiled at me.
I was finally happy. Absolutely nothing seemed to matter at the moment.
Novel | Updated Jul 5, 2013 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
About getting rid of the Past. (took the picture myself)
The Top 10 Songs of the week, as brought to you by myself, Shane O'Sullivan.Please remember that I do not own these songs, and all rights belong to the original owners. The "audio" to the song is the #1 song. Sorry last week that I hadn't done that.
Posture of a Being on a Rocking Chair Leaning
Lazy Boy Palmetto Woods in Search
Of a Harvest with Spade in Hand
Land Grants a Grand Stand - a Full House.
Enclosed blinds, seeking Blind.
Wednesday Mornings ante Day of plenty
Spent waterfalls, an Ivy Wall Vine twined