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How people try to take advantage, of a person who is in pain.
Midnight Inspiration, first try :)
Short Story | Updated Mar 20, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Calyx Vega has just bought a dance studio from the inheritance she bought from her
to be better at something or to be a better you there has to be effort.
Poetry | Updated Feb 19, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By The Meverix
A little Icarus that stays within us, makes us what we are. Read and find out your Icarus!
A futuristic hidden lab. An alien in the wrong time. A warped super-virus with the power to stop humanity in its tracks.
It is the year 2030, and scientists from the infamous Area 51 have grown increasingly tired of waiting for new, intelligent, alien life to crash/land on Earth. They foolishly...
By Juli Monat
An abstract view of D.C. politicians.
Poetry | Updated Oct 19, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
This is about a girl, obsessing over every little thing. It's plaguing her mind every second of the day and she has to have complete control of what is going on, or else she breaks. This is about her.
When you are hurt by a paper cut, it hurts more than being crushed by a boulder. When you are hurt emotionally it hurts more than physically...
When two hurt people meet on a snowy night, they both begin to heal, but the cold is crueler than fate.
I have absolutely no idea why you'd go out with a psychotic nerd loner like me but whatever the reason I promise I'll do my best for you, and then some
By Crow Of Light
the world has so much anger to offer me so i sent it back in a poem.
Poetry | Updated Jun 15, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Silver 84
Something that may go through peoples mind on their deathbeds. I don't know though. It's fiction poetry! lol
My first short story see what you think. In the steampunk sort of genre, but with an adult theme
Short Story | Updated May 26, 2013 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Maximum Red
this poem becomes a bit of a ramble but i like it and its felling of a new begining