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By Jeremy Walker
This is going to be a song about the torturous laughter of an enemy.
I told 'unmasked delusions' I was inspired to write a song after reading his poem 'Drowning in Hell'. I liked the line he put in 'Like a creepy psychotic clown', and that got me to thinking about a song basically about just...
This poem was originally written as SLAM or Performance poetry, its to do with the experience of war and gang violence, from the perspective of teenagers and children
By Midnight Black Cat
Is death really so serious? or is it one big mockery of the living?
By Jay Allan
With Queen Leaf leading her kingdom with her eldest daughter, Princess Clover, she passes on a sacred gem to Princess Clover. As a mistake happens while she receives the gem, secrets of Leaf's past surface and the kingdom becomes bound for destruction, with hope only resting in Princess Clover,...
What bird am I? Make one simple guess, it shouldn't be to hard so read the rest.
Poetry | Updated Nov 9, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A funny story about an innocent girl who was put in a prison cell to rot away..
If peace is real, why does it not present itself? Why does it refuse to manifest in us all? Why does it hide?
"Until one day from the Looking Glass
A new Alice came
Though it wasn't a girl
The boy had been thrown in without choice
Pale purple eyes surveyed his surroundings
What kind of place was so blackened and dead?
Where had he gone?
Why was he here?
Confusion clouded his mind
Scents of death filled...
By Maria Joan
Lucia's off with her mates to London with her three greatest friends Amy, Christie and Sarah. They'll try to have fun. Especially when your going to the museum with the year 11 class.But Lucia doesn't mind much until...well she know it wouldn't all be sinister anyway, its usually what she...
A story of the last few minutes of suffering, but saying too much will give the story away.
Cara the Hedgehog is having a rough time, she has no one to stick by her, until she meets a special someone..
This is a modernized hunger games with grenades, guns, and other weapons!
Dancing with my corpse.
Poetry | Updated Apr 16, 2012 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 2
This is something I wrote this morning. I got some bad news that crushed some hopes I had given myself. I wanted to audition for all district band but I wasn't told I had to sign up till it was a month late. I blame my director for assuming I wasn't auditioning only because I wasn't in the...
Names have been slightly altered.
True story, based on my life.