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By Jack The Ripper
As an EMT I was responsible for saving lives...but my inexperience caused me to end one...
I wrote this such a long time ago. This is such a close piece. I wrote it with such passion.
Poetry | Updated Jun 4, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
The short history of a man with a bleak life.
Short Story | Updated Mar 10, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 8
By Michael L Lewis
PUT OUT OF MISERY
Poetry | Updated Mar 5, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Give to me your criticism
Poetry | Updated Mar 5, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Claire Sharp
James is estranged from the real world and prefers to live in his own imagination, finding that nothing in realiy moves him.... until one day he is drawn to a person with a very different life from anyone else he has ever met and he finds himself suddenly filled with passion and desperate to be...
Your dead and I can't do anything for you
Why have you gone?
Wishing you were here
I miss you so
I'm sorry I didn't say I love you
Can you feel it?
The beating of my dead heart?
Poetry | Updated Jan 17, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
NewYork: The tragic happening of 2 of the most historical heroes of all...
One day the name came out of nowhere, "Carabelle" I loved it. So I started building prose around it and now she's very real well at least to me. Depending who you talk to, Carabelle is me, just under a different name. Personally I let the readers be the judges, this short anthology (Four...
on December 13. Â© All rights reserved
Years of emotional and physical abuse
I've thought my life to be worthless.
By Alice Dwaino
It's a sad short-story I wrote this morning. It was inspired by a true story, though don't worry, my dad's not dead. I guess I'm just in a dark mood. (ha, ha) I hope you enjoy! Feel free to tell me what you think about it, and to give me creative criticism. I can take it. Just be nice about it,...
By Anne Hastings Hughes
A poem based upon the beginning scenes of Wild Child by Enya in the music video. A tragedy full of saddness, loss, horror and the after life of those past...
By Anne Hastings Hughes
The murder of eight people after an enjoyable dinner party leaves a mark still painful to those left behind years later.The truth is only known by one...But he isnt the killer...
Dedicated to my girlfriend who is now in the hostpital due to a car accident. Short yet meaningful.
The story is true, happened to a friend of mine this year. Bit of a personal subject, so this piece is laced with my perceptions of its characters and events.