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Random First Lines:A couple of short stories of all genres, especially omorashi(wetting). » Read
By Jeff Bezaire
Trapped within a prison created by man. Trapped within a prison created by yourself. Facing the ugliness of death and the uncertainty of life. Struggling to remain a person.
A simple poem reminiscing about my youth when I would have passionate nights of sexual delight.
The cycle of Life as I see it
By Lola C
The short writing is about reflecting on my life. How time is passing over me so quickly and I am always aiming for the future and the future is coming and going and I am not even realizing
Essay | Updated Apr 25, 2015 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I was thinking about old letters...
Remember to think of your song.
Short Story | Updated Nov 18, 2014 | Reads: 74 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
Growing in a crazed world of illusions, a young lady gives a glass bottle the title of best friend as she finds warmth in those sort of things.
Short poem showing the true element that will help you through any problems you will ever face in your life
Emotions and pain painted in words
Short Story | Updated Feb 20, 2014 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
This is the first and the last time you will ever hear from me. Surely I will be punished, but I must tell you. I know you, more than you know yourself. Your thoughts, emotions, memories, and questions are what I live for.
Who am I? Where do I come from?
I can hear your every thought....
By Tina Marie L Lamb
Chapter One - Up to the Tree House
These are just some reflections I've had recently on writing, reading, and being a writer.
A short poem about memories and nostalgia
Poetry | Updated Jul 15, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Mirror, reflections, years, youth, age, time, life's journey. Etc;
Poetry | Updated Apr 27, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
I was thinking of Crystal clusters, I have some, in my prayer time early this morning,( I find if I don't write down the lines, words as they are coming I loose them, lost in time, so I now keep a scribble pad and pen by my bed,one never know when inspiration is going to hit, even in the...