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taken from my book,
~I don't know who I'm writing to, but whoever you are, I may be dead~
Short Story | Updated Jun 26, 2014 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
What is it too have everything that you ever wanted, without peace.
A song about an encounter with my probation officer.
taken from my book, "If At All Possible"
By Jaded Beauty
It took me sometime to get this poem out on paper. For every time I tried to write something kept pulling me back. It was like I wasn't ready to write this poem. But when I was ready I wrote it and now I think it is time to share it with everyone else. Enjoy
Poetry | Updated Mar 16, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
In the city of Fallbourne, Italy four hot-tempered brothers prowl the streets. Meet Caliber, a murderous ex-mafia member with unimaginable power, Sabre a rich stealth-thief who harbors a dark secret, Cade a soul trader who sells souls of innocents and souls of wanted supernatural beings to...
"The worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real, and then you wake up and it's like the life of you is being sucked out and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again."
A girl who doesn't know what...
im just a little insane.
A poem I wrote when I considered giving up.
By Rose Wolfe
Being a slave to your past and your present.
A poem after my wife and I were shown some kindness from some good Christian friends.
I'm not lucky in life at all, so I'm sad and disappointed lots of times. At times like these, I usually write a poem to give my sadness away. This is a poen which was made this way.
Helpless, In-capacities, Hopelessness
Poetry | Updated Oct 29, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Adrian Cesar
I try to find the right words to describe this feeling of sadness in my life. From time to time I am able to find those words that describes my melancholy and my existeexistential angst.
Poetry | Updated Oct 5, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0