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Random First Lines:My thoughts reflecting the state of my mind. Just somehow it always brings me back to my past days, the days of bliss of the childhood innocence,... » Read
Poetry | Updated Feb 1, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Ever since she was a young girl, Becca had always dreamt of finding the perfect man, getting married, starting a family and living happily ever after. Just when things finally start to look up in Becca's life, she is hit with the most devastating news she could ever imagine.
Will Becca's life...
By Ned Godleads
Do you believe in fairytales?
By Lisa J Schuster
Sometimes God places you in a situation of great perplexity, but you perceive His intentions are premeditated and purposeful. Do you trust His lead?
"Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him; do not fret when people succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes." -...
By Jane Conner
"I'll get him back. Even if I have to take his place I'll bring him home"
They say that true love is unbreakable. Cory knows different, ever since that autumn day when Aunty Karen came back after fourteen years, terrified of her wife beyond belief. Nobody knows what they do to them. Nobody...
Sam had a happy life... until the accident. Anger controls his life, he needs help, he needs hope. Will he learn to control his anger attacks that slowly consume his sanity? With HOPE anything is possible.
Short Story | Updated Jan 24, 2014 | Reads: 69 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 3
A poem I wrote because I wanted to write.
Just a piece of poetry, I submitted for a competition last year. Living, breathing City, an artificial utopia.
By Apoorva Raghunandan
Poetry | Updated Jan 22, 2014 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Bryan is struggling with his feelings when Jackson asks him to be his best man. Will one interesting night change things forever or will he still have to watch the love of his life marry someone else?
By Daedalus Zirto
Poetry | Updated Jan 20, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
What of this!? Her sweet madness beautiful as snow; that by starlight! The rushes lean over her wide! The intoxication of her insanity draws me close. Her voice, calling out my name; - haunting me.
Huge and intense is the feeling of loosing sum 1..
n life saving is the fact that it was a dream
Article | Updated Jan 19, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A new lighter toned free verse poem I wrote.