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I spread the dreams under your feet. Step Softly. As you are treading on my dreams.
Morning 4.30am, how do I feel? Lousy I think. What is my problem? I am pissed off. The problem is Sue. Michelle has made her, her pet project. Am I jealous? No! I donâ€™t think so. Sue is a lovely person and she needs help. She is a mess. She is scared of everything and everyone. Apparently...
Alice, is betrayed by her best friend Jake. She is so heart broken she tries to commit suicide, but something un-expected happens that she would have never guest in her wildest dreams.
yet another song I wrote. this one is about the days that people wish they could just escape the world down below and how reality will always find you.
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 22, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Poem is inspired by the earthquake that hit japan.
â€œHi, Iâ€™m Taylor, Iâ€™m 23 Years Old And Iâ€™ve Seen Countless People Dieâ€
The Institute Is A Medical Hell. Set In 2010, Recent Times, Humans Are Experimented On To Search For New Medical Break-Through. The Institute Was Abandoned By The Government In 2008 And Since...
SEQUEL TO AMBER WOLF
Jake Is Just Like Any Other Teenage Boy, Just With A Few Problemsâ€¦
Did I Mention They Were BIG PROBLEMS?
His Father Just Died, His Mother Is Already Moving On And He Has Struck Up A Friendship With One Of THE Most Popular Girls In The Schoolâ€¦
Katie just Wants To Be That Average Girl That Gets The Good grades And Has Some very Close Friends, But Of Course With Her Constantly Moving It's Very had For Her To Be This.
And It's About To get A Hell Lot Harder.
When you live to please you lose yourself...
By B Leaf
A Love song playful and fun
Poetry | Updated Feb 11, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 6
By Susan Hartline Fouts
This is a poem I wrote in honor of my son who has been faithfully helping us out due to my husband's lay off. He is a big boy standing 6'5" weighing in at 283. He is such a sweet boy and I wish to honor him with this poem.