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Temptations abound in this world. But we, having been granted free moral agency, decide the final outcome.
By Ted Gerard
This is Unfinished...I found it while cleaning it was on a piece of scrap paper...I tend to write or start ideas and I forget half the things I write... I think it was about a man being chased by himself...idk I'll start writing it again and it'll come to me...lol...my mind
By Sami Jay
Meg is rude. She knows this, and doesnâ€™t bother to hide it. This uncouth behavior attracts the attention of one Taylor Oak. Despite how hard she resists, this confusing young man worms his way into her life and, little by little, she realizes she is changing. The concept terrifies her,...
Novel | Updated Aug 3, 2014 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
We always said this could never happen. But here we are about to cross that line
Uh. This expresses more of my thoughts and me.
In the XXI century, â€œGodâ€ remains an unknown value to humans. Although â€œGodâ€ is the fundamental value in this world, as he is the Creator of all. A modern human cannot accept the idea of the existence of â€œGodâ€ due to lack of evidence that â€œGodâ€...
By Joan A Brown
A Poem about a kindred love lost
Death as a subject remains unconquered by mankind. The mortals must think of it as a necessary end!
Poetry | Updated Jul 26, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Sara Blake
Some thoughts I'd like to share...
I can't help but to wonder what you are thinking.
By Shannan Browne
Some people see things differently, so they should give others time to understand...
By Mr Watson
The coming of death
Poetry | Updated Jul 18, 2014 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 11
By Ted Gerard
It's about a succubus, demon hunters and a young girl becoming a woman of sorts...
By Pricelezz Me
it's just my first piece hope so who ever reads it likes it..
Poetry | Updated Jul 13, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 5
By Nicolas Diaz Guevara
Her claws gripped on my flesh as I felt my soul get out of my body, and I fell, to the cold ground, I was half asleep half awake, within a dream...