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By Jeff Bezaire
The world tells us many things, makes us believe many things. It is for us to uncover the truth in the world and in ourselves.
What you think isn't necessarilly so, unless you tend to believe..on a night called
Poetry | Updated Aug 10, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
enter the sick, twisted mind of Dean Ferguson, as his mask of sanity slowly slips and his true face is revealed.
Fitting E. A. Poe's story titles into a poem, rew./org.= 1997
Poetry | Updated May 16, 2015 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jeremy Walker
A song I came up with after reading Becca Swans' poem "The Smiling Masquerade".
Draft written 22 April 2015
-This is my own writing-
By Cassey Dracotone
Nicole Grace is what you might call a mon-star. She always wears a mask, kind of like the phantom of the opera, only it's hot pink. Her hair is silver and her eyes are a pale, earthy green.
One day, she's recruited to be part of a show. She joins because it pays a lot of money, but what happens...
These are words that express my feelings in a hard time in my life.
Poetry | Updated Mar 3, 2015 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Written on impulse Feb 20. Wear your mask long enough, and you will blend into your death bed.
This is honestly what's going on with me right now. It's a constant battle in my head but my best friend is always there to keep me from making myself miserable. I love her so much and she means so much to me. I honestly would be lost without her.
By Abeer Almadawy
The Mask, is short story belongs to the collection of short stories which have 23 stories all of them are a literary fiction.
The mask is a translated story from Arabic into English ,as the rest of the collection...
it about a trip of illusion and fraud love.
You can find more of the book...
A harlequin is a strange being. A performer at heart. Once you become the performer, you can never stop performing. Even when you're all alone.
A short poem about identity. I don't usually write poetry, so all criticism is greatly appreciated!
Poetry | Updated Oct 29, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem of an indescribable epiphany
By Syd Steele
The town of Crescent Falls seems like a nice small town with people who tend to keep to themselves throughout the day. But the town is more than just simple. It's home to supernatural beings from werewolves to pyros. In an attempt to keep the town "normal" in a sense, a man recruits his son...