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The terrible truth of a flower grown under concrete.
What if all you ever knew was yourself?
Rebecca Redwood is in a coma. The same one she has been in since birth.
Benjamin Barnaby has kept Bec on the machines all by himself. But what will happen when he is forbidden to visit? Will she fade away?
Ben is Bec's lifeline.
Bec is Ben's unconscious...
Short Story | Updated Oct 31, 2013 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Henry Duthler
sometimes there is no moral to the story...
Poetry | Updated Oct 1, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A poem I wrote today...it's very short, still not sure if I like it or not, may eventually expand it to a song, but haven't decided. Let me know what you think.
Poetry | Updated Sep 14, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
This poem is about friendship. A true friend who is always there and listens. Inspirational about making it through a problem and what waits on the other end of the sorrow and heartache. The sun will rise again.
By Neevey L Noch
Persistence pays off some times :)
When the loving love the loveless, the heart must retreat. Failing to do so can drive even the most strong-willed into a state of utter madness.
Thomas Kingsley was a young boy with a dream to fly, despite people telling him it's impossible.. he believed that one day he would fly.. read more to find out :)
Hating you is what gets me by...
I feel no strong desire to create a summary for this piece, if you decide to read despite, I would greatly appreciate any of your comments, enjoy (:
Poetry | Updated Jul 17, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Laila Alexander
How would you define love? the process of getting caught up in this mysterious web?
Natalie did not think about that much, for she didn't really believe. She had her business, she was good at it, and she didn't like complications. Love was certainly that, a complication, one she thought could...
Man is an edifice, an institution, a legend and a vintage bee. Imagine a world peopled with women only - It would be downright boring. So why men do exists? I guess God is a man. Man is what makes the world ticks. What do you think?
Seven reminds me of jagged edges and howling winds and pretending to fly
Short Story | Updated Apr 17, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Walmart Lover
persist, persist, til it pays off.
Poetry | Updated Apr 10, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Each one of us has a dream, and we should never let it die. This is a story about a spark, metaphorically meant to represent the potential within each one of us; and it's persistence.