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On the road map of life, leaving you behind and looking for me.
Poetry | Updated Apr 15, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
leaving the past behind...changing into me!
By Dejected But Symmetrical
Just another wierd poem brought on by my muddled up mind..
Oh and sorry for the swearing at the end of this, but hey I dont fucking swear that much... ;)
Poetry | Updated Feb 27, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
Just me looking for help...
Poetry | Updated Feb 24, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 8
The purpose of this essay is to challenge its primary target group, the fundamentalist, conservative side of Christianity. The challenge is to give strong consideration to use RTP when dealing with disruptive behavior because RTP is biblically based. Those operating outside the target group...
I wrote this when I felt like my best friend was leaving me.
Poetry | Updated Jan 20, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Ryan M Akers
What do you do when you love someone and know it will never last?
let's see if you can guess what it is i'm trying to say in the poem, hmm? *it really isn't that hard to guess though..* if you read and then ask, i wonder if this is a true story/experience..... i will say... YES. :] hope you like it!!
Poetry | Updated Jan 12, 2009 | Reads: 81 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 16
Whatever you may think you know, you never know enough.
About a girl whose best friend faded away when she needed them the most. I have had a couple of friends like this and it sucks... trust me.
lol, i was listening to my iPod after school and came across this japanese song, i forgot the english translation of the title, so i had my friend tell me. and when she told me, and idea for this poem just popped into my head. :D
Poetry | Updated Nov 3, 2008 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 30
By John Klawitter
Beale, now working as an up-and-coming advertising creative person, meets Jane Fonda and is thrown into a funk over his memories of the Vietnam war. He comes to realize the irony--the North Vietnamese defeated him because of their propaganda machine, just another form of advertising.
By Da Lee La
This is me trying hopelessly to speak, (actually speak) to some of my friends...I was alone at home for days and days on end and desperately needed some human contact. All I was able to do was play on my laptop.........The mind is an amazing organ.......it breathes, it loves, it hates, it...