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By The Roseless Thorn
This is a very small sample of work that I have recently been working on. Critiques would be great. I really want to improve my writing in so many ways.
This is basically about a teenager who considers herself lifeless, and often finds herself stuck in her own thoughts.
By The Wandering Monk
What happened between floor 34 and the lobby is still a mystery to me. It began when I felt he was staring at me. Maybe not staring. But he was definitely looking at me. You can feel it, when people do that. I was not concerned, he was obviously harmless. But it did, however, become clear to me...
Short Story | Updated Mar 8, 2015 | Reads: 151 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A thousand miles is pretty far but we've got planes and trains and cars. i'd walk to you if i had no other way -plain white tees.
wrote this in honor of valentines day. <3
By Master Papers
In the mid-eighties, snow-thrower manufacturing firm Toro, launched a promotion where purchasers of snow blower could refund a part of their purchase in the event that the next winter was characterized by modest snowfalls. The amount of money that was refunded was related to the amounts of...
Call me a late bloomer.
Most kids go through this phase from 2-5
I'm 16 years old and I'm just now getting there.
By Raymose Josi
This poem is about a paradise squandered by man who,unforunately dwell within it
This content is written in order to re-vizualise the limitations of man, and their helplessness before Death..
Poetry | Updated Sep 27, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
the relationship between rain and me.
Paris is said to be the city of love. Love floats in the air here. And many times, Cupid might just be around.
When seventeen years old Paris Hedge goes to Paris, she had no idea she was going to repeat history. She was just going to see the place her parents first met and to get some good...
By Nicolas Diaz Guevara
Her claws gripped on my flesh as I felt my soul get out of my body, and I fell, to the cold ground, I was half asleep half awake, within a dream...
This is not a story ...its real life
Let me be the one to show you
that I'm not like the rest
because not all guys are the same.
Poetry | Updated May 28, 2014 | Reads: 30 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2