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if i died today,
wouild you come visit my grave
This is a poem about my mum who I love very very very much. She often tells me that I'm a younger version of herself, and I guess this 'spoken word' poem pretty much makes note of that. With all the reflections and thoughts and stuff. Thanks for reading x
Questions that may have gone through your mind
Short Story | Updated Dec 18, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 0
Fragment Earth â€“ An epic adventure into misunderstanding, this series of psychological short stories, explores the finer meaning of the meaningless meanings overlooked by understanding itself.
Cold Concept: Is Easy To Do
Sadly, among those tasks which we...
When curiosity kicks in as everything is winding down, sometimes you have to let your mind wander.
Poetry | Updated Dec 13, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a teenage run article so the only grown up help I ask for is editing or when I donâ€™t know how to answer a question. Hi my name is Sarah Espinoza and I'm one of the teenagers that live in Lake Havasu City, Arizona. You always get the big news from the news, newspaper, or magazine...
By Books Make Me Free
Poetry | Updated Dec 9, 2012 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A creepy, invigorating short story of what really happens when the clock hits 3 AM.
Poem about a little girl going through the world.
By Cristina Iz
A question answered
Poetry | Updated Nov 9, 2012 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Shannan Browne
And the discussion continues...
That one who got away, the love who walked right out of your life and you wonder about....
Something that I think people can relate to, even just a little bit.
we all are bound up with some unanswerable questions. Let try and figure this out.
Script | Updated Nov 3, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Raven Banks
it's sort of more a question than a poem but it sounds kind of poetic. Continuing Death asks the reader where everything goes, what the end is and how life goes on. To the core, it is a peom about death and what happens after that.
Poetry | Updated Oct 26, 2012 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 5
Here's the deal. I was walking outside in the rain and I saw a huge oil tank driving fast on the street and I am this tempted to jump in front of it and shutter my fragile meat container in million pieces all over the place and release my soul forever finally. But I pity my peoples so can't do...