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We all have secrets which sometimes come back to haunt us.Not about any particular subject! Its all about facing our fears...dealing with them and moving on!
Poetry | Updated Jan 31, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
you have to write poem/short story about a childhood teddy bear
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 30, 2009 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 10
By Brian Peza Perrins
Distant memories of days gone by.
As a child my memories of my Grandfathers home was like walking through a car junk yard,I used to imagine a simple yet beautiful flower making its way through the pile of old cars.
Poetry | Updated Jan 26, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 0
death in the world..
Poetry | Updated Jan 23, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
hey! this poem recieved a lot of rewards, such as editor's choice, chrystal award, viewer's favorite, and lots of others...tell me what you think! =)
THE DEATH ANNIVERSARY OF SOMEONE VERY SPECIAL AND DEAR TO ME
This is my story for Love Can Make You or Break You's challenge. The main character is Mike Probe, ha ha, funny last name. When I hear it I think of apples and poking someone. Don't ask about the apple part. It's an inside joke between my friends and I. Any who, my sentence was "I fell on my...
By Queen Of Angels
just my thoughts about memories
Poetry | Updated Jan 13, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I knew where I belonged
Somewhere where I could be me
Somewhere I couldn't be hurt
My blue sea of memories
Poetry | Updated Jan 10, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
tHOUGHTS OF MY THREE aGLES UP ABOVE GUIDING ME
Poetry | Updated Jan 10, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
By Moon Child
Ode to the beauty that surrounds us.
About a beautiful friendship that existed. A friend I could go to when I couldn't take it all anymore. A friend I could go to when I was scared, alone, sad, happy. He was a good friend, who broke my heart.
By Ryan M Akers
When music shatters a man's heart...