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I am closing in on forty years old, and I wrote about thinking of the days gone.
Poetry | Updated Feb 17, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 12
By Thorn Sterling
Insecurity is a nightmare unto itself
Skye Archer had never considered herself to be a great beauty and this is made apparent when she meets the handsome and wealthy Raphael Renzo. Fervently believing that he would never fall for her, she wills herself not to fall in love with him. This proves more difficult than she had realized,...
Fragment Earth â€“ An epic adventure into misunderstanding, this series of psychological short stories, explores the finer meaning of the meaningless meanings overlooked by understanding itself.
Cold Concept: Is Easy To Do
Sadly, among those tasks which we...
By Juli Monat
Two poems-2 songs to be sung.
Poetry | Updated Nov 10, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jacob Gregory
Miscellaneous | Updated Oct 12, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By The Driadoir
Young yet Old, What the Hell? is the very first poem, I have ever wrote. I wrote it when I was 15yrs old. At 15yrs of age, I came to the stark realisation that I was Gay.
It was a very isolating and lonely time. This poem tells that story when I was growing up through my teenage years.
Ryan, Jacob and their friends try dealing drugs, Jacob tries to become friends with someone he meets at Town Center to disastrous results and the drug trade at Town Center leads to a territory dispute
By Sisilia Curuso
The insecurities, flaws, dreams and hopes I feel that others can relate to.
Poetry | Updated Sep 22, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By My Overactive Imagination
The first piece of poetry I've written in months... excuse the rough edges :')
A young girl is dealing with the stress of having to hide her weakness.
Miscellaneous | Updated Aug 14, 2012 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
taken from my book, "Fighting For Dominance"
taken from my book,
This poem talks about the stereotypical fear of being rejected and the sad resignation and regret of not telling someone how you feel. You become obsessed with the reasons why you can't tell them and therefore become obsessed with the person as well.