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By Alena Adams
Thoughts on universal energy, human energy, human biofield, time, our connection to the Universe and God.
My sister's ink is a piece she wrote when I sent her Hades' Lightning Bolt... It is basically the same thing as reflections here and there and of time passing .. more often than not ignorance is bliss, unfortunately for those who are not in a blissful state connotes a misleading vexed life...
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Poetry | Updated Mar 7, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
Possessive girls should stop bugging guys or they won't get what their pushing for.
mental physical well being stress health twelve years dead or maybe a lifetime
This is a letter to someone. I didn'tt really no what to classify it as on booksie but I hope you enjoy! Comment and tell me what you think:)
Short poem about hope and finding the one.
God, please make something of me, because I never wanted anything like what I wanted right now. I want to be an angel again somehow.
Short Story | Updated Aug 3, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A Story Of A Boy Who Is Put Into An Asylum.
The Humour Is Rather Rough.
If Anything Offends You, Don't Bother Commenting.
Don't Stereotype In Your Comments.
This Was Written By A Girl, Well Done Geniuses.
Angel Teroff has been sent to a summer camp by her mother, who thought hanging around the house and being with friends wasnâ€™t healthy.
A mix-up with the papers ends in Angel getting put with a cabin full of 16-year-old single boys, who are all unfairly good-looking. Although, it...
An experimental piece, The world is ruled by a one global government founded on the ideas of Humanism, the story follows young Kaylan and Eva as they encounter life n this new world of the future. Kaylan is expected to join the ruling society, as Eva fights for woman to join.
Katie just Wants To Be That Average Girl That Gets The Good grades And Has Some very Close Friends, But Of Course With Her Constantly Moving It's Very had For Her To Be This.
And It's About To get A Hell Lot Harder.
Icicles melt within my eyes,
due to the heat of pain.
belief er mother lives in anguish, one, two many times
Her soal once lost, it is now paralyzed
My heart aches, wreck less anger resides within me
I shall not fight, it only warrents despair and furry
I grow depressed, but I must not give into fear
We ran away for years and years