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Camellia Reeves was a normal girl living in London, England with her struggling-to-make-money model Mother until she was forced to move to America with her rich Aunt Ellie and Uncle Martin by social services. She is forced to go to the prestigious Hemingway Preparatory Academy where she meets...
..you lie about thingsz like love..
Poetry | Updated May 31, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
Lora has been awakened on a nightly basis by a recurring nightmare filled with blood, tragedy, an a mysterious young man with glowing yellow eyes. Now when her world is shattered and every truth becomes a lie, the only one she can trust is the very man from her nightmares.
By B Leaf
This is the novel that I started to talk about as the reason why I had quit writing. I did not end up writing as much as I had wanted to yet but this is just the start.
Novel | Updated May 29, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
there is no glory in war
Some days I wonder why im still here when he makes me feel like this. :(
Poetry | Updated May 23, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 6
By Dark Skylight
Just a poem about me and my attempts to break my habit ...
Poetry | Updated May 16, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Here, take my burden, I don't want it anymore
Poetry | Updated May 15, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
Kai a former solider, who fought at the end of the Great Blood war, he knows little of his past. But what he does know is he must fight and kill the Krustneik that still walk the earth and to find a man he once called father.
Along the way he encounters friends and enemies, and a secret that...
The lies that large bodies of rule tell us.
Poetry | Updated May 12, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is for those who have had there heart broken by a loved one who was sadly lying to them
Poetry | Updated May 10, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
'Miseria...Dejarme!' all the rage within my soul, I wish to depart from the song of misery; this is first attempt at spanish poetry. I hope it makes some sense, since it's been awhile, and I've never written poetry in spanish before...please, I welcome criticism ;D
By Xox Babiilicious Hunnibunss Xox
Please read the 1st one please..
As soon as she could muster up enough energy, Elizabeth ran from the house, hoping to go home curl up into ball an cry forever...
But things are only just beginning for her.
It's about to go from bad to worse for the poor girl...
*This is the second...
By Wolven Instinct
I think I may need to start turning off my brain when it starts thinking about love, it seems to start writhing in pain.
On a completely different note: This is actually a song, but why not?