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The 5th part of the history of Richard Channing
He didn't know what happened to him.
Are you truly you ?
Do you actually know ?
a short poem
Poetry | Updated Jan 15, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Sometimes its very hard to see signs of a marriage that has gone wrong and your the last to know you never see the signs of it and when it hits you your world falls apart right before your eyes. This is a short story about my life and the Happiness I had and I heartach I now have in my Life.
Probably one of my personal favourites of the poems i've written. tell me your thoughts, enjoy. :)
This is a song I wrote my freshman year if high school. I revised it some,but not much but a few words were changed.This is my final vision. I imagine the lyrics would go well with something rock or possibly really beaty.
Understanding The Freak
Cute poem about a sexual encounter and the perfect fit!
Poetry | Updated Dec 21, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 3
The book is the nucleus of healing to an employee that has, will or could be downsized. It embodies employment enhancing "secrets" that the HR Professional uses when performing a search. In a nutshell, the conversational dialogue affords persons an HR ally and make it easier to stay...
Four Teens Try to Find themselves with in a psychiatric ward. Can they do it? Or will there old demons rip them apart.
An awkwardly structured story with some weird formatting. enjoy it in its native form! And leave CRITICISM! We wants to make this the best we can ^_^
saying hello. i know it reaks with hatred. but it was nice to write.
Standing there in a sensual gown,
wet hair flowing over shoulders.
A magical night spent with you,
candle light dinner just for two.
Why tell me what delirium is meant to be
We age with time, in what dreams do we believe
Hope for today was almost scary, on the contrary, flocks of my sheep are dieing
So what good Shepperd's gives up trying
They told me to go to sleep, and Jesus Christ would wash my feet
Slip and sin, we...