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Another rainy day
By Juli Monat
Hanz and Franz...what more can I say
about them...2 brothers full of lead.
Rushes of emotion.
Poetry | Updated Jul 20, 2013 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 6
After a couple of days, I saw her again with her father. She was quiet and had a serious look on her face. Days passed by and I saw her almost everyday with the exception of a few. Her mood changed from day to day. I wondered why!
Short Story | Updated May 14, 2013 | Reads: 42 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
The last brief thoughts, before a person is drown. Showing the chain of thoughts becoming irrational in a disturbing, subtle manner.
This is REALLY crap. I literally just wrote it all down, but I hope you like it anyway. It's based on my mood swings I've been suffering with lately....
This is a poem i made. I was walking outside at night and the wind was blowing and suddenly a poem began to form in my head!
Nothing cures a case of the "Bad Day Blues" like some good music!
Just fragments of writing that don't have a place anywhere else.
By Sultry Alice
Just a poetic note about the pressures of writing.
Ever take crap becuase you tried to help someone. Makes you regret being nice when it backfires.
By Indie Skreet
It's 3.40pm and the snow has been persistent. I have been in all day and am wondering if I should attempt to struggle against the elements to my friend for dinner .... probably an hour's walk at least. How hungry am I? This poem reflects British weather and my mood right now - blue!
By Indie Skreet
Lack of sunshine and grey clouds compounds my misery
Poetry | Updated Jan 18, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Kild Maa â€“ Eepiline seiklus arvesse arusaamatus, see seeria psÃ¼hholoogiline lÃ¼hijutte, uurib peenem tÃ¤hendus mÃµttetuks tÃ¤hendusi tÃ¤helepanuta mÃµistmine ise.
KÃ¼lma MÃµiste: On Lihtne Teha
Kahjuks hulgast need Ã¼lesanded, mis me...
not so much love as preference