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By Gj Morris
There is this hollow heart...
Poetry | Updated Oct 3, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
When the girl offed herself, he was there. And he'll never forget her laugh.
Short Story | Updated Aug 16, 2014 | Reads: 42 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A poem which expresses both the pain of an unused pencil and the pain of a burdened person.
For Evferree 's 5 line poem contest.
A poem that brings up a social justice topic that is often overlooked. I am very passionate about stopping animal abuse; if the person reading this poem is an animal lover, I hope it hits home.
By Midnight Cat Lonely Child
When My love bled out and left me hollow
By Jennifer Brighton
I don't remember much afterwards... just the hollow feeling, driving in the darkness and the sickly glow of that fiery, orange light.
By Cris Clc Writings
First Two Stanzas -
Death is grime,
Death is dark,
Death is the hollow howl that hinders our heart.
Death is what cries in the night sky,
Death is what died in that summer lie.
What lies within Hollow Eyes.
Poetry | Updated Nov 26, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Free Writing- I was just thinkingâ€¦
I'm sorry if you don't like my stories, this place seems to be the only way i can ease my mind. this piece is just a memory and expressing myself once more.
By Angel Plant
For my love I will do anything. That's just me.
Adam Weshnak Dripping liquid swords Ninja Psycho cycle
Riding till the Dawn
Lyrical miracle mile-Christ child- erstâ€™ while
Style content flawless-
Chosen verbs for Herbs
Seasoned grease with salt and pepper-
Table holds the envelopes for chosen
Prose to fold you.
Sleeves with ease -inside...
This is a poem describes mental illness. I hope the stigma towards mental illness can be removed or at least decreased in the world.
By Maximum Red
i call this overcast mental weather because that s the exact conditions that bring about a poem like this. a cloud hung over me and i was possessed by a feeling of hollowness.