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God, is it for better or worse
That we all end up in a hearse?
From a tricycle to a car,
From so close to so, so far.
Poetry | Updated Oct 10, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Anonymous S
This was my concept on life at the time. As i have said in my bio; all of my work is about my emotions through my life so far. Every hardship i went through. Every love.
LyraHydraComa is Soma in December a song to Remember
Vested Armor to Shield the Pain of Disaray.
Musical Fusion Paradox Orthodox or South Paw Muse with a Fuse
Adding to the Lexicon Weaving Stitching Penmanship Predaliction.
Aiding Subjects with Subjects Subjecting Mythos
Here's yet another poem I wrote. I once had another poem that tied along with it about the key to my heart, but it was in another notebook and - alas - it dissappeared, never to be seen again. Hope you like!
Poetry | Updated Jun 6, 2013 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a poem I wrote, entitled Fear of Heart.
The hat rack in my room?
That ol' boy's lookin' pretty gloom
With your red hat not there,
I try to tell mtself I don't care.
My heart covered in frost
My lines and swords crossed.
By Lizzie Wonder
Poetry | Updated Feb 21, 2013 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By The Sheep
Please read my short story The Theif.
Short Story | Updated Feb 15, 2013 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
The lock is on the door,
I wonâ€™t give you anymore.
I wonâ€™t let you in
To break me, not again.
A boy is caught with a decision to make, at midnight on an unusual day.
About addictions that we let take over our lives and we loose sight on what the big picture of life is all about.
Poetry | Updated Oct 9, 2012 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Arabella stared a rebellion on accident and became their leader, when see save her bf from death. But she is also the adopted daughter of most their most hated enemy. She has to becarefull full that nether side finds out.
By Frances Maci
Just a short poem about anger.
Poetry | Updated Jul 16, 2012 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0