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By Enzo Laveair
This is my peom that I wrote before I almost commited suicide, it was to my girlfriend.
A young special ops soldier in training was knocked into a coma after a raid on the U.S military base. He awakes a year later to find he must lead a group of rebel soldiers against the tyranny that has taken over the world
Book | Updated Oct 19, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Kaori Kumai
This is a story about two fantasy characters I have created named Miriko Shinu and Shinkumi Murakami. Shinkumi is trying his very best to help Miriko cure her father Noboru. They search everywhere to find medicine but never though of searching The Kingdom of Rice. It is a magicle Kingdom made...
Written at 2am in the morning. Song by Secondhand Serenade - Goodbye. Any feedback is much appreciated, please, send me your thoughts about this. Thanks for reading :)
this is the story of Fate a girl of the twisty species after the events of the
A Poem baised off the true last words of my dad
By Sincerely Me
A letter to him who doesn't know you exist.
Poetry | Updated Sep 14, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By The Jaded Deathsprite
Chain yourself to the depths of the Earth like the pathetic vermin you are, for you were never strong enough to survive among the Gods.
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 12, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
â€˜The Gurkhasâ€™ is a history of the finest infantrymen in the world who come from a country where â€˜It is better to die than to be a coward,â€™ and where most bear the name Bahadur, which means â€˜courageous,â€™ and who carry out their mission with the help of the...
a thiller story.gear up,grip ur steering and race but no one care here if u die.............ILUS
By 215 Athena
The wait for a long last love deployed out to sea
Poetry | Updated Aug 9, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Chase me to china Jupiter return/
12 years since my last domicile
all the while I Am
Blended tempered Embers warm and blazing like Last Thursdays
fire place- remembered and ending Full Moons and saints rendered and sent
thrusted through the Gluttony of self as Chiron unearthed from a shelf...
These rhymes speak about the time my grandpa breathed his last