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I don't know where this came from. I haven't had a writing streake for weeks now but finally I did!!!
Poetry | Updated Dec 3, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 10
for a dear friend who is having a bit of a hard time just now. to let them know that no matter what i will always be around, whether they want me or not, as a true friend would be. you WILL be well again and soon...
A second part to 'The delicate veil', but it could also be considered a separate piece. If you have time to read both, I'd love to hear your thoughts!
Poetry | Updated Dec 1, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 3
By Isabella Wulf
A piece of work that I deem one of my best so far.
Poetry | Updated Nov 30, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 22
Being a Light Angel is hard enough for Charlotte Weller but of course, the summer is over and school is back in session. Dark vibes surround Charlotte, especially from Ashton Rowley. He is just about everything: Hot, smart, popular, rich.
Charlotte is in for a ride when she discovers Ashton...
tring to get to know someone, but never getting there
tring to protecting what you have
You weaken me, but at the same time you give me strength to continue on after so many wrong happenings.
By Max Reader
Poetry | Updated Nov 24, 2008 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
I cannot sleep at night
Poetry | Updated Nov 24, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
By Whitney Marie
A short poem (my first)
Poetry | Updated Nov 22, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Ezparanza Angel Melanina
living in an ever changing world my veiw on the word friends has changed.
Essay | Updated Nov 17, 2008 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
I was always an outsider. I never cared about popularity until now. High SChool is so tough and the parties seem so cool. I want to go to one so bad. And the chicks their are extremely hot! Now I ahve to work hard to skateboard.
Um. I just wrote this off the top of my head and it's about the journey to love and then the development of it's presence.
The darkness, the world, our thoughts, people, places... no matter what form it comes in, it is coming
Poetry | Updated Nov 6, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2