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i havent really written anything in a long time, this is a very heat of the moment poem that i wrote in about 5 minutes. Bring back the darkness
The first chapter in my new novel, Out of the Void. Please give it a read and tell me what you think!
Novel | Updated Nov 25, 2015 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Chris Marshall
A person attempting suicide is instead murdered by a spider
The world is full of people, senseless, ignorant, plastic people. A paper town for paper people as John Green would say.
Short Story | Updated Nov 24, 2015 | Reads: 30 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By The Jangler
A day in the brain of a truly worrisome man.
Shiloh Green was once happy. Ever since the moment her boyfriend, Braxton Abbott, came crashing into her life two years ago, the future had looked promising, and she was sure she had found the person who could save her from times of utter destruction. But now, at age sixteen, things are...
I just had to get it out. To be clear, there are 2 different guys (stanza 4 and 6 are male #1, and 5 is #2) this was written about half a week after my first kiss (#1) and #2 the next day. Needless to say, the whole thing left me dizzy, like I was drowning. Just remembering can make it hard to...
By Jl Reaper
Would you commit suicide on television?
By Miss Lea
Destroy others and then kill yourself so you donâ€™t have to be held accountable or take responsibility for your actionsâ€¦ spinelessly cowardly.To go and kill unarmed people? To step in and decide that you are the one who should decide the fate of innocent human beings? To decide that...
By Miss Lea
A reason why one may be 'falling apart' on a Sunday...
Quit a sad poem, about a sad time.
Poetry | Updated Nov 12, 2015 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
My thoughts on something that happened to me recentent (as well as past events), but kind of in a story form.
Slowly building, like an insane cancer, coiling around the organs and bones of the mind itself before leaving the soul a perforated mess.
Inspired by Katy Perry's
By Ted Gerard
I wrote this a few years ago for a good friend of mine who helped me through a very difficult time. I love her to death even though we don't speak anymore. It turns out that her name is also the name of my guardian angel in numerology(?) the Archangel Jhudiel. God Bless her she's awesome people.