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Looking forward to my 20's
Poetry | Updated May 6, 2015 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
A poem looking into the mind of a man with insomnia.
Poetry | Updated Apr 19, 2015 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 4
The night that Guardian Xavier Weston fell asleep on the job, was the night that Princess Andria slipped from her bedroom and ran away from her regal life without a trace. Now after years of facing shame and banishment from his home, Xavier has finally found her and struggles to keep her safe...
They are beautiful creatures, made of fire, and resemble the sun. They have wings and can live up to five hundred, maybe even more, years old.
They are a mythical bird.
The bird of fire.
Poetry | Updated May 30, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 10
When Taylor Hanson is kidnapped and brutally murdered because of a debt unpaid he is left with unfinished buisness. Those who cannot rest are sent back to complete what they couldn't in life at the time of their death. Will Taylor be able to save his brother Zac from meeting the same fate as...
A short story that captivates the readers interest.
Sometimes I just think I can trick my heart and my mind, ran away from the pain so this poem is about how would I wish to save myself
Poetry | Updated Jul 23, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 9
By Maximum Red
this poem becomes a bit of a ramble but i like it and its felling of a new begining
By Aj Taylor
Holly Sarath never questioned her beliefs, ever. It was clear what the answer was at 14. Until her best friend died, and she begins to question where she may end up.
Azerith Ramiero is a young man whose childhood is filed with misfortune - at the age of seven, his parents were murdered by a group of professional assassins on their way home from seeing a family friend. Azerith's Uncle then adopts him and his younger sister, Mikayla.
Ten years later, Azerith...
A short fan written poem about Belphegor's (KHR) past and how he came to get the title of Prince the Ripper.
The making of a poem
By Joseph Owl
Every big thing has a small beginning.
It's really cutsie, just trust me on this.