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By Ezeh Chibuoke
Attentions people thereâ€™s a new state 4 naija
Its called Misery
I've been traveling thru for quite sometime now
I donâ€™t think thereâ€™s a way out
Its filled with all to the pain you disavow
the pain you thought was gone
and this pain, it fills you up
By Brandon Schef
Sequel to "Crazy? I think not"
Poetry | Updated Oct 21, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
beside the nettles that scorched and stung me as a child
there grew a leaf they called a 'doc-leaf'
which rubbed on the weal , abated the pain..
There is always something equally curative beside each of our trials and tribulations .
but you've got to look..
How the TinMan feels about no having a heart. and how it effects his Love.
Poetry | Updated Oct 6, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A sensible friend.....is one that could stand by you no matter....who died ( they swallowed bottles, they cut a little deeper, they put the guns to their chest.) They're the ones that have a place to hide for you when your knocking on their doors. or just a kiss...maybe? They PROBABLY won't die...
Poetry | Updated Aug 25, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
and she thought they were in love...
and she thought they'd last...
but she was wrong.
inspired by some good old paramore.
she wants to forget him...but she doesn't know if she's strong enough to do that...
By I Am Just A Dude
Poetry | Updated Aug 2, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Cuz I get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they try to teach me how to dance
A foxtrot above my head
A sockhop beneath my bed
The disco ball is just hanging by a thread
(Fireflies by Owl City)
It was the winter of 1865....
Short Story | Updated May 23, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Poetry | Updated May 16, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Casey Michelle Silver
this is a poem of how i can and will reach my dreams
Poetry | Updated May 11, 2009 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
About a kid who I knew really well, he always looked up to his brother. His brother then turned around and OD'ed on Herion... some fucking hero, huh?
Poetry | Updated Apr 14, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0