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When the life you want is so so far away, how long would you try and get it back?
Please Enjoy ~Natx~
By Isabelle Monahan
about teenage troubles
Short Story | Updated Aug 19, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Chloe Baker has had many troublesome periods of time in her life, but she never gives up hope for the better.
Chloe is strong but can she survive?
By Giulia Cavaleri
i really need people to hear what i have to say.
...this is a little bit personal..but i felt i should post this...this tells about my dad adn my dads day basicly...it hts the nail on the head...so please..read, im not going to ask for comments..i dont think this poem deserves to be commented on..but if you guys feel it does then you can...enjoy..
Based on truth... a boy's grandad gives wise advice in troubled Northern Ireland
Short Story | Updated Apr 17, 2010 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Francis Berryman
this a song really, rather than a poem, but it works as a poem, its about a time in my life, and is in the style of placebo, if you know who they are, enjoy. :)
Grainne witnesses a bomb in Ireland...
Short Story | Updated Mar 21, 2010 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
I'm usually a happy person, walking through life with my head high and my ambitions higher. But, like everyone who walks the earth, I have times where I don't understand what's happening around me; times I can't imagine what is going through a person's head, and I get down. This short poem, my...
By Sapphire Webster
This was just my way of telling my friends to mind their own bussiness. I was having trouble with a guy and everyone was about ready to kill him. I didn't know what to think, but I knew I didn't want them in on it. So I wrote this.
Poetry | Updated Feb 13, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Shea Ryhai
Don't ever let someone convince you to quit your dreams. . .live for yourself, but remember to live and love ~ Shea
My life from highschool up to now, nd where it led me.
By Francis Berryman
this poem is for, and about a close friend of mine, and is about the emotional turmoil we all experience
journal entry for 12/3/09