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We stood there for hours,
our necks bent back,
Our eyes fixated in the star speckled sky.
By Future Compost Heap
A truly accounted excerpt from the last days of a one man Civilization.
A poem to my mother who died 9-11-12.
She lost a daughter and always blamed herself and I want her to be happy now that she is reunited with her.
Beauty has its faults.
Poetry | Updated Feb 4, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
This is The Fault in Our Stars told from Isaac's point of view.
By Zayn Ul Abidin
A short story revolving around an ordinary man and an innocent child, a withered flower. These withered flowers have to do things that are done way ahead their age. This story is based on an incident between that boy and the man.
The whole poem is complete nonsense, it just rhymes, and within the poem itself it states its purpose...Here's my defense: ...
I don't know which category this story falls in. I'm not even sure if it's good. I started off writing about something else, but, I digressed and came up with this because the one in my head was just too painful to even think about.
Please let me know if it makes sense and if the language is okay.
By Sweet Agony Xo
just wrote this. tell me if it needs more. i'm not sure.
By Tony Hart
Sometimes when we get hurt in love, we have no one to blame but ourselves.
Poetry | Updated Jul 22, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
When you lose everything around you and you cant really rely on your own sanitym you need someone to stay right there by your side.
Poetry | Updated Jul 3, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A true story based on me and someone else, quite sad really.
Novel | Updated May 7, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
You will find a review for the book but dont worry no spoilers
As much as I often try to help others, most of the time it just seems like I only harm them... I'm destructive to literally everyone I care about, or so it feels... I apologize in advance for the crap poem.