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Sometimes we go right into a day with forgetting what to really truly focus on....
Poetry | Updated May 8, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A slightly creepy story of the paranoia past the midnight hour...just wanted to get back to my roots of horror so wrote this in a few hours from basically just a free write...like the way it turned out
Pictures, music, story, mind, view, self discovery, within,
Heart, soul, God. light, love, colour, voices,etc;
Stronga N Stronga I get. Short Quick straight to the point
A poem about a girl who breaks a male's heart. The irony of it is that the male promised not to break hers.
Poetry | Updated Aug 7, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A nice dark poem I wrote to express how I feel
Poetry | Updated Feb 26, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I wrote this due to, I don't like people trying to
define me. Or just trying to judge me. And
try to get in my head, to control me. I'm at
a point where I need my life back.
By Hollehpire Nevermore
I saw a pic of a horse lookin' in a window and..well...my mind went strait to makin' this poem. XD
HER life is in danger BECAUSE OF what he said.
Will Henry never watched out for what he says until on his 18th birthday, Macy Stans plays a prank on him causing him to joke around and say that she will end up like the Salem Witches. Since he is a descendant of William III, the class cat turns...
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Poetry | Updated Aug 23, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
Adrianna Brielle life is full of grief.Her Mom (Alexis Jolene) had her at the age of seventeen.When Alexis's parents find out she was pregnant they kidded her out!Then her Adrianna's beloved Dad died on her 7 birthday.Now Adrianna is sixteen and her mom decides to move to Italy where she was...
Rooms without windows are too cold.
By An Awk Hint
The title is a metaphor for the poem. It's pretty much saying,