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Random First Lines:This is the first script to the first issue of the comic I' writing "Dead Man's Hand" based on my short story of the same title. This is far from... » Read
I truly don't know, but when I listened to a song words just came out from nowhere. So I picked up pen and paper and wrote them without thinking about the meaning.
Poetry | Updated Jan 4, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A compassionate look at death.
Poetry | Updated Jan 2, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Love can be beautiful but at the same time oh so cruel.
Poetry | Updated Dec 31, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Sally Myth
Written in the midst of a breakdown, capturing the feelings of one longing for the one they love.
By Tim Vallie
If the eyes are the window to the soul, what of the eyes of a man who has lost control?
Have you ever heard of a magical place where angels roamed the land? Where the grass grows as thick as fat children, where night never came, and where darkness never existed.
Welcome to the land of Hidden Spirit.
â€œOh,â€ I sighed and all my resistance faded to unimportance. I closed my eyes and felt his lips against my neck. The world slowly fell away. Time seemed to stand still; my heart stopped beating and all the air seemed to rush from my lungs. As he held me I could feel something...
By Rose Wolfe
The unwanted change of a vampire...
By Ted Gerard
What would you do to save the world?
Faith has nothing her mother barely evens cares for her and her father is dead, but now it's her 17th birthday and she's determined to spend it with the one man she thought cared for her. Now her world fallen apart. In one night she found out her boyfriend was cheating with her with her so...
The story of one claimed by Death... or is it?
I really did write a lot back in 8th grade... I should work on writing longer poems.
This is the last I'll post for now.
By Chris Marcus Rich
I was thinking about my childhood. I wanted to illustrate how negative experiences push us to hide our true selves
By Skeptic Windego
The temple of flesh.
Poetry | Updated Dec 8, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Juliet November
The incredibly handsome heart-throb world explorer Travis Veranda, has been looking for a soul mate for five years. But with his fame and fortune, every girl likes him. Then he meets Chloe Henderson, a kind-hearted girl who is hurting inside. Travis feels that he should help Chloe with her...