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I look at myself and I look at them, what makes me different, unlike the rest, what makes them laugh and criticize me without remorse. What makes them think i am not good enough. That i can't fit in. They look, they laugh, they talk. Like I can not hear, like I can not see why can they not...
Miscellaneous | Updated Feb 9, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Dlcannon Reprise
taken from my book, "No Contracts"
Poetry | Updated Feb 9, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
My friend noticed how me and one of my guy friends are growing somewhat distant and I became sad. I used this sadness and thought of this poem and what my life would be like without him....
Poetry | Updated Feb 9, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Every girl has a boy she will never forget and a summer where it all began...
Lynzi Adams is a 27 year old woman who has no accomplishments to her name. She is an unmarried, childless woman who hates her job. Love seems to have avoided her, or so everyone thinks....
So sick of love songs and poems they leave nothing in my mind.
Poetry | Updated Feb 9, 2009 | Reads: 49 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Holy Stephs
Number 86, or Nyx, suffers from severe amnesia after finding herself in an unfamiliar lavish home. After staying there for months, initially finding it incredibly difficult to stay sane in such a place, she slowly starts to recollect past events at a compound where everyone was the same-- or was...
Miscellaneous | Updated Feb 9, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Joy Milton
If I would have remembered these 6 lines, I wouldn't have been under medication for several years for depression/ hypertension/ Insomnia ....
Note(apr 29, 2011): This is a story that I've had written since middle school. Since then, it has undergone a complete transformation, and I haven't had the time to transfer everything I had written in my notebook to my computer. And again, I am beginning to rework it into a much different...
This is a rather long verson of a rhyme that
tells a true story.