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the inner conflict that festers when one doesn't communicate their thoughts
Poetry | Updated Aug 14, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By D A Draven
Anastasia is struggling between humanity and the monster. When she feeds, a little girl will runaway. Anastasia is caught by thugs, who temporarily connect with only her human side. Watching a projector play reels of her life, including a connection to the little girl, will Anastasia choose...
Short Story | Updated Aug 1, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 9
By Jeff Bezaire
Another new poem written today.
There is never one way of seeing something. What if one person could see the dismal and dark or the bright and happy simply by choosing which eye to peer through.
By Umer Sylo
CAN YOU SPEND YOUR WHOLE LIFE FOR A GIRL? BUT THOMAS DID.
Short Story | Updated Jul 14, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By D A Draven
A young girl murdered by a presence that is like the presence of a violent wind. Her father finds her body, her mortal wound looking like a sign of harakiri, but he knows it was murder. He puts the blame of her guardians who failed to protect her. Forcing them to fight, the loser faces instant...
By Nerd Tom
Something for a person I lovE (2^(1/2))
Some friendships are made silently.
THE SILENT BRIDGE THAT SPEAKS
Poetry | Updated Jan 30, 2015 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Alex Silberzweig
This is a poem about the famed silent film Un Chien Andalou, created by the late and great Luis BuÃ±uel and Salvador Dali.
Poetry | Updated Jan 25, 2015 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I spread the dreams under your feet. Step Softly. As you are treading on my dreams.
By Annarose 86
This story takes place during World War I and surrounds the incident called silent night in which both sides that are fighting laydown their arms please review breed and review leave comments thank youLaura_
Short Story | Updated Dec 23, 2014 | Reads: 120 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This content is written in order to re-vizualise the limitations of man, and their helplessness before Death..
By Anam Tariq
She describes him out of the world cause he's her first crush, more a possession, more obsession! She don't know him well, even we cant know, who possessed her, who took her breaths away, who is her Crush!
By D A Draven
(My entry for BriannasBooks Horror Short Story/Poetry Contest) If you bumped into a girl, who was standing under the only light coming from the only lamp post working, would you agree to meet her the next night for Halloween?
Short Story | Updated Sep 29, 2014 | Reads: 108 | Comments: 11 | Likes: 23