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By Aubrey The Great
When you love and it doesn't feel good enough to ever last
â€œSay hello to the broken-heartedâ€ The story that led to John Steelburg aiming a point four five caliber Taurus magnum handgun against the temple of his head. What reason is there to live, when the one you devotedly loved, sacrificed everything for, left you with a shattered...
I flew through the trees and dared you to chase me.
This will probably be the last poem I write in 2013, and it is a gift to all of you. I went through a lot of things this year; I must say it became hard to stand tall. Yet, now that it's coming to an end and I survived it all, I understand the reason I am still here. It is LOVE. Love gives you...
This is an essay about a woman baring her soul to her lover and asking for freedom. Freedom to be who she is.
Miscellaneous | Updated Dec 16, 2013 | Reads: 27 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Near the city of Orlando, there's a small town called Celebration. It holds the nostalgic memory of yesterday, the unity of family, and the forgotten power of love. This is what happens when two souls who cross paths, and belong to different worlds, meet and can't help but fall in love.
By Rev Walter
20 years after his father is kidnapped James must face the truth
Another poem I wrote. I don't know why I keep giving it a shot, to be honest.
Poetry | Updated Aug 22, 2013 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Even after so many years, I'm lost & struggling without my grandmother.
I don't know about the rest of you moms out there, but this is how it's been for me.
a poem about being in love
Currently, this is just a teaser what the project that I am working with at the moment. I would really appreciate any feedback that one may give to me, because it could be very useful later on.
A poem about someone who has doubts about a relationship and is thinking about leaving to see where it stands
Poetry | Updated Jun 22, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A poem for one of my daughters. A cruel and extremely ugly person that I feel is too old to change now.
By Da Keene
Poem to express what we all know to be true . . . Someone, somewhere is the perfect match for us.