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By A World Unseen
Sometime the end can be blissful.
By Jl Reaper
The story of a suicidal woman.
This happens far too much to me...
Poetry | Updated Aug 11, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 9 | Likes: 10
A great-grandmother reminds her two great-granddaughters to remember the Lord while they are young.
Short Story | Updated Aug 11, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jeff Bezaire
The struggle for survival is difficult; we must tend to our families, but also look after ourselves. Who is worth burying?
You must remember in order to forget.
Short Story | Updated Jul 20, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 9 | Likes: 17
By Chris Marshall
(I'm unaware if this is very similar to anything or not, so I apologise if I have created something that may be seen as a rip-off)
By Whispers From The Mind
This is dedicated to those of 9?11. Bless those that we lost. They will forever be remembered
Poetry | Updated Jun 27, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Evangelina Samuell
A sad poem of how this generation is growing yet deteriorating all at once. Inspired by Jeff Saiwo's "Spread The Love"
Poetry | Updated May 18, 2015 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 3
By Jeremy Walker
Draft written 25 March 2015
Miscellaneous | Updated Mar 27, 2015 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Dre Owens
Tom struggles with his mental disability.
Short Story | Updated Mar 1, 2015 | Reads: 38 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a short story about a boy who learns to deal with his grief and problems in life. Let me know if you have any suggestions for this piece!
By Annabeth Jackson
You were there whenever I needed you. You had a heart-breaking story, causing your tiny acts of kindness. You remembered, when no one else did.
The final poem in a series of twelve. It has been an interesting twelve days.
Sometimes context is everything. Some poems require an understanding of the situation at hand in order to get even a small morsel. Not so Michael Rosen's How Many, which he wrote for Mordechai Vanunu. It is one of my...