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Random First Lines:A collection of poetry written by myself over the past few years.
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The crumbling tunnels of an old society are all that I have, as I remember the old, and make way for the new.
By Jasmine Brown
HIMâ€¦ is a poem from a wife to his husband
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When I was 18 I met the guy I thought I was gunna marry and have kids with. He was the love of my life, or so I thought. He had been faking the way he was for 5 months of me knowing him. There was a monster inside of him.. he couldn't help himself. He was my best friend and the one person I...
Poetry | Updated Mar 21, 2014 | Reads: 39 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Cake and Jake died in a knife storm while going to visit their respective lovers. Fionna and Finn were broken, and went emo. Marshall Lee and Marceline had to move away, but first, they left their friends a gift each. And this gift brings the two worlds together, more than anyone ever thought...
Two people who love each other but know that for so many reasons, they cannot be together. Yet the heart remains resolute, though it knows the chances of being together forever are slim.
Short Story | Updated Mar 7, 2014 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By James Edgar Cooper
The power of love is so strong, that nothing can ever destroy it... Especially if you have a lady in your life who makes your world full of joy and abscent of misery and pain. That special lady who you can't imagine life without, that lady who makes your whole world come alive with such wonder...
Don't you ever wish you had someone to cuddle close to when it's so damn cold? I know I do. Where I live, it's literally been freezing, and I wish I could snuggle close to 'the special someone' and keep me warm as I fall asleep. This poem is inspired by Winter and Valentine's day because...
A heartwarming heart pounding story about a squirrel and his friend.
I don't really know what was going through my head whilst I wrote this. There is two minutes before midnight, and I just finished writing this poem. Usually my sad/romance poems are written just before midnight. This poem is about distance. I wrote it purely from my heart, so don't bother with...
By Digvijay Singh
definition of love........,,
Article | Updated Jan 24, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jules Clarke
If you didn't know the truth, what would you believe?
The cops have surround the place, blue and red lights reflecting off the water. Cornelia can hardly recognize her old haven, especially since Nick is gone. Forever.
Do you Believe in curses?? well you should. Have you ever lost a loved one to a ghost? have you ever been the one to save the loved one?
I suppose this story probably fits the slot 'Mystery and Crime' best, but this is not a classic, everyday who-dun-it. It's told in the form of letters- a one-way correspondence from a young woman to her boyfriend. She is bleeding fear and madness and seeks solace from him. Her letters,...