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By Shane P
A poem about the good 'ol british media
Poetry | Updated Feb 1, 2013 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 3
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...
People make such a big deal out of money that it's disgusting. Life isn't about money.
How I hate my pyschology class
The 5th part of the history of Richard Channing
Research Papers Sixth Edition (2003)
Article | Updated Aug 18, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Dark Skylight
a poem i wrote listening to this song down here.Its a bit dark not much....and hmm..well its from my house of hearts.
A Story Of A Boy Who Is Put Into An Asylum.
The Humour Is Rather Rough.
If Anything Offends You, Don't Bother Commenting.
Don't Stereotype In Your Comments.
This Was Written By A Girl, Well Done Geniuses.
An odd coffee house scenario. I thought it was a cute bit of flash fiction, so I decided to share it here on Booksie.
â€œHe was never cut out to be a doctor, unlike his father he was good with his hands in fixing things, he could have been a good electrician; he installed electrical wiring with fuses and everything for the new extension to the house some years ago or he could have run a news stand so he...
This one's for those who have been trying to get through to the ones they love. This metaphor mentioned in my writing below could make the difference for you.
The Office......a place of calm???