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Being a refugee isn't a choice.
Poetry | Updated Feb 24, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
What happens when two mysterious figures release a creature that wrecks havoc across the land of Aelflaed and when it is up to a single teenage girl to stop it?
Twenty-five years ago they bought a homestead, in the middle of Vancouver Island, on the waterâ€™s edge. There are still reflections off the small lake at the foot of Mount Benson- of gardens and vineyards and woodland encounters.
Westwood Lake Chronicles is a dreamscape diary, a...
By Bella Maroney
John Anderson had become a different kind of breed. Before, he was a different breed because of his career choice of being an actor. Then in a strange turn of events, he became a new kind of different breed. A breed quickly dwindling. An illness had spread over the U.S. and over the world,...
A Christian poem of faith.
By Am I Evil
How i felt last night (3-24-12), wasn't a good night for me...
Poetry | Updated Mar 25, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 3
This a conversational poetry. I hope you will enjoy this style as much as I am enjoying it. you are free to interpret them in the way you want. They are 6 poems in one. have a good time as you are reading.
Poetry | Updated Feb 17, 2012 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
With God by us, there is nothing to be afraid of!
I was IM'ing and friend about this boy she had been liking for quite some time and how she just wants to forget about him and move on. After I talked her through it I came up with this short piece. It isn't that well written but I'm sure I can relate to some people out there. A short background...
A thoughtful poem... written after spending some time outside at night. I needed some time to ponder over the changing state of my heart...
These are the lyrics for the first song I wrote for my music coursework.
Hope you enjoy comments please?
By Farmy Mcbeal
She blew out the last light, leaning in close to the flame, while her long black and curly hair fell from behind her ear, just barely braising the candleâ€™s light, as itâ€™s loss darkened the room. The glow from the small spark lit up her azure blue encircled pupils like the flame was...
By Deception Venomus Kiss23
This was written when I look back to see all the heart break I've gone through.For I begun my search for something to save me.
Poetry | Updated Jan 13, 2011 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Acer seemed like a normal wolf pup, he always got into mischief and love to play around. The only difference was that he was the son of the pack leaders. His life was perfect, until they found out that he was the wolf of the prophecy. After an attack on his home Acer has to flee for his life....
I keep a world tucked away in my hand...