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By Christian Taylor
Been awhile since I wrote anything; here's a piece that I hope you can relate and enjoy.
Art and madness hand in hand.
Short Story | Updated Dec 7, 2013 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Epic Maddness
Just jotting what was on my mind at work one day...
By Broughton Wallace
Time slips by so fast...
Poetry | Updated Jan 17, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Literally wrote this just now, was watching the rain through my diningroom slidey door thing, enjoy!
Poetry | Updated Sep 25, 2012 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A poem about a woman who looks back at a young passionate love,
wondering if now, her lover and her can transcend their past and love each other..
It's not impossible to see yourself in a new light and you're the only person who can judge your changeable reflection
Poetry | Updated Apr 29, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Mr Desouza
About a young man reflecting about his dad and ultimately becoming his father.
What are your particular beliefs, perhaps asking what is your perspective would be a better question when asking about matters of a metaphysical or spiritual nature that affect humanity.
This article is purely my personal view and does not intend to convey or otherwise portray a judgement on...
By M Shafiqul Alam
A simple love poetry
Poetry | Updated Mar 7, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By Bloody Mary Times Three
Have you ever had a good long look in the mirror, Not to see how you look on the outside but to see what you are really like on the inside? I'm going to tell you exactly what i saw.
By Rodney Perkins
'Oh, What a Life' is a short story about an old man retelling his first memory and his last night alive.
I got bored in study hall so i decided to try and express myself. Im not the person people see me as, and no one really know who i am inside.
The poem can be confusing but its kinda like a conversation with yourself, asking questions and just thinking things through on paper. Hope that helps...
what matters today means nothing tomorrow
Short Story | Updated Jan 25, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0