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It's been a year since her passing...
some thoughts.... to share...
Poetry | Updated May 8, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Still haven't slept properly so here is another very simple little something...
I hate how how this site doesn't allow you the original title if someone else already has it on their work. I don't feel like being creative right now. :p
a lovely love story i wrote a while back :p
Short Story | Updated Apr 21, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
My grandma doesn't like some things I do, and likes to act as if she's my mom.... well here's my thoughts on that.
By Taylor Wilkins
This poem's meaning is a little more implicit than my other poems but please, enjoy :)
Poetry | Updated Mar 3, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Do you see me?
I am sitting here in front of you, choking on glass
and I canâ€™t remember if I swallowed it myself or if you forced it down my throat,
but either wait
itâ€™s killing me.
By Lexy Wellbourne
No actually so much about an item of clothing as a husband...
Poetry | Updated Feb 3, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
a poem about the loss of a monster
By Trisita Basu
Story of a simple girl, who is still holding onto her lost love with all her patience and love.
Short Story | Updated Jan 29, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Another instinctive poetry...i didn't want to post it here...then i thought i would just do it...am i a booksie addict? >.<
Poetry | Updated Jan 25, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
The pain of separation is the toughest pain to handle. The author sits and reminisces the past which was once beautiful, but the unfortunate departure of his loved one has taken all happiness out of his life.
Poetry | Updated Jan 15, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This describes for me what I endured being separated for some time from my boyfriend. Only having letters and phone calls to keep in touch.
Poetry | Updated Jan 6, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By George Loukas
Michael is a young man of Greek origin born and living in Cairo, Egypt. He travels to the USA to attend a high caliber college but is emotionally and scholastically unprepared for his studies. He is young and homesick and spends much of his time with a distant cousin who lives in the same city....