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By Jayei Lee
Time, once passed, considered lost.
To my short teenage years, I ask for peace and forgiveness.
Essay | Updated Nov 29, 2015 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
It took me a night to write this poem.
Poetry | Updated Nov 23, 2015 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Unknown Knives
A few years ago I considered taking my final step from this world... This is the story from that night... (Spoiler alert: I am still alive)
Miscellaneous | Updated Oct 24, 2015 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
I wrote this in 2008. It is part of my 2nd lyric set titled, Illuminated Shadows.
My take on what is in a goodbye.
By Joseph Phoenix
'Calmful' a self-created word, I could not find the right one at the time for myself personally to get my own personal thoughts across so I created this word that I quite liked myself, others haven't but if it was good for Thomas..
This was written when I was around sixteen and is based on an...
Poetry | Updated Oct 14, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Caitlin Scott
A poem I made to relieve some stress
Poetry | Updated Oct 4, 2015 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
taken from my book, "In The Sand Traps Of Desire"
We only hurt the ones we love, then we cry, we regret.
And then we understand it's too late.
It's all coming back to me now - Celine Dion
taken from my book,
By Arturon Gillespie
Poetry | Updated Aug 19, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A young man goes through a violent trauma that makes him question his life and the choices he makes.
Short Story | Updated Aug 16, 2015 | Reads: 27 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Elaine Ewertz
When riding a carousel, the scenery changes at every turn. Some people stand watching, some leave. You choose your horse and sit, in the same place but moving at the same time.
Poetry | Updated Aug 16, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Robert Owens
A poem that questions why we are placed here.