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The deepest scars are not always the ones we can see.
A poem without words that captures the feeling of speechlessness. No matter what your opinion of it is, it's sure to leave you speechless :D
Poetry | Updated May 10, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A stand in the Vapor Mist trail
deaf ears to Criers wail.
Jackstand Alone amidst the crowbar Junkyard
leaning hard on a windless day.
Kid at the Corner store no Change No Chore
Super Clean Heat no Glory for evermore.
No pantolones only remembered stories
Fire, smoke, water, land marks, Sydney opera House, Bridge, Sydney to Hobart Race, Ocean, sun, moon.Truw event-I saw this event with my own eyes. More later on the subject of fires.
Poetry | Updated Feb 20, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jm Troyer
The story of a warlock by the name of Junius Eytchison. He starts out being the servant of a demon named Xerafox, but eventually frees himself and goes onto a path of redemption.
A teenage girl is trying to simply survive and carry the burden of the Mark of Blood passed down through in from generations before. Her last hope is a bounty hunter with a bad attitude and strange allies.
Inspired by "The Legend of Zelda," â€œFable,â€ and â€œThe Elder Scrolls,â€ this epic about a young man, the last of the Dragon Fighters, must discover his destiny and save his kingdom from total annihilation by a force of darkness.
Sucide is not for popular girls, or anyone.
Shuffle the songs on your iPod and take the first 20 titles. Those titles are the beginnings of each paragraph in your short story! Sounds easy? You'd be surprised...
My entry for a contest on storywrite, hope you enjoy it!
By Stormy Aura Llewellyn
After my brief hiccup of a hiatus, I have returned.
I just read a piece that really brought me back to somewhere I did not want to go back to... It brought me to places I didn't want to think about and didn't want to see. Anyone who knows me well will understand, and to those who don't, take it...
What I think about tattoos
I've never actually been to jail...
Poetry | Updated Jun 1, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem containing my depressed emotions to a certain somebody. Everyone says love hurts but to my view, there is a good side of it.
Dedicated to Raven :)
Telling her theyâ€™re harmless now and she lies dead, six feet underneath the ground.
She crying out, screaming at the world, just hoping to be noticed, and hoping to be found.
Her â€œharmlessâ€ cuts was just the beginning, they let her depression consume her.
If only someone had...
Poetry | Updated Apr 23, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1