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By Ted Gerard
Sometimes the only way to find peace is to let it all go.
By Bri Karey
In memory of my past Valentine's.
By Faux Clove
something that I wrote enjoy
Poetry | Updated Feb 13, 2015 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Tweety Birdie
A young woman trying to escape her horrible past.
Poetry | Updated Feb 12, 2015 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A boy with a dark and harsh past, lives with a gorgeous girl named Pori. The novel tells their everyday life. Their fun, their past and their struggle. But most importantly their love for each other; and also how they find hope and comfort in each others company in the harshest of reality.
By Master Papers
In the mid-eighties, snow-thrower manufacturing firm Toro, launched a promotion where purchasers of snow blower could refund a part of their purchase in the event that the next winter was characterized by modest snowfalls. The amount of money that was refunded was related to the amounts of...
By Sara Battaglia
A short poem inspired by the crow outside on the cherry tree that used to grow at my old house. Many things change and age as time goes on. Enjoy things as they are now.
Ellie a beautiful and cute teen girl finds herself in an unfamiliar and dangerous world. Where most the world is ruled by monster called Necros and where in human civilization the rule is survival of the fittest. Together with Zypher she'll uncover the mysteries of the world and also find out...
By Aj Fate
this is the event that started the vampire girl on her mission to kill killers like before some content may not be suited for young readers parental permission is advised some language, blood and vampires.
Mirza Sharafat Hussain Zarafshan writes about his past. Recollecting memories of days old love. Probably This poem can be also called his first work in english.
She finally snaps. He does not care at all.
The only time I use/can stand hot water is in the shower, but my grandmother has really hot water and I was doing the dishes one day at her house, and I was feeling down and gloomy.. but I didn't hold my hands in the water for that long, cause I don't like pain, but her water gets so hot it...
Lost in thoughts.
Poetry | Updated Jan 17, 2015 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A young woman who hasn't managed to fall out of love with her ex after many years..
By James 20
Long lost orbs that unleash mystical powers become hunted as the undead rise and the living are lost in the chaotic destruction, generations ago one man saved the world and now the fate of the world rests in the hands of a bloodline connection between events that occur three hundred years apart...