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By J J Citywall
Jason wakes up to find himself in a strange room. It looks like something from a dollhouse; pink and white wallpapered walls, flower stickers here and there, and plastic furniture. But as if that wasn't weird enough, he finds very lifelike dolls in another room, and they warn him that he is in...
this poem is for kids
Zoe gets trapped inside her city when it's quarantined because of a deadly virus outbreak. Paired with a pink bat, a bad sense of humor and a pyro who may or not be crazy she must fight her way free. Or lose everything.
*Warning! Graphic Content (violence and gore) & Cussing. Lots and lots of...
An unknown traveler travels from her Catholic boarding school all the way to the little girl and boy that follows her into the darkness of the rest of the world. When hate turns into love the three decide to travel together for the rest of their lives... together as one..
She watches a tall, long haired man come out the crack of a broken door to a shabby wooden house. She starts to breathe heavily as he lifts his foot to the squawking blue jay, postponing it's death he looks straight at her.
The room is now empty; There's no place to hide...
A mountain was named after dolphin's nose as it looks like it from a distance sloping into the Indian Ocean on eastern coast of India. Small caves at the foot of the Dolphin's Nose were home for various sea creatures and accessable at low tide. Juggernaut narrates from his boyhood memory what...
By Emma Wakefield
BREAST CANCER AWARENESS POEM, IN MEMORY OF THOSE WHO DIED INCLUDING MY AUNT GAIL.
By Liam Strong
I wrote this research paper last year, and I think I got a B or a B+ on it. Now, don't think bad of me, but I only chose Pink Floyd because they were the simplest to do a research paper on, and it was a last minute decision. I don't even like them much: anything before the "Wish You Were Here"...
By Yasmina S Lasker
The ups and downs of a relationship depicted in a gothic sort of way...
By Juli Monat
Flamingoes; the biggest concentration I've had ever
seen on TV.
Don't we love rock music and rock musicians?
Here is a poem that expresses all this!
You should be grateful
Just something that explains a bit of what used to go on in my head. Sometimes I don't even want to be there.