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a precious uniqueness
Poetry | Updated Jul 3, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
My coming out story.
Feel touched and moved while the silky words pour off the page into the depths of your mind.
A poem without words that captures the feeling of speechlessness. No matter what your opinion of it is, it's sure to leave you speechless :D
Dex's father, Rave, and Jax's father, Christian, are enemies. Rave and Christian are brothers, and they hate each other badly. So when things are handed down to the next generation...and people are kidnapped, Dex wants to stop them at all costs. Even if it costs his own life..
Hey, did your parents every tell you about that one person to stay away from or maybe watch out for? Well I was that guy, my names Vincent and this is my story. (New editted version)
People shouldn't be quick to judge anybody.
Poetry | Updated Apr 24, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Him At His Work
A small mouse's parents named him lion (because one saved his dad from a wild cat once), so the little mouse, of course starts thinking he IS one, read on to learn what Lion the mouse faces in his life of adventure!
Sandra and Angie are surrounded by hungry man eating sharks. Could they possibly save themselves and find the island? Find out in Chapter 7 - Will we escape?
Short Story | Updated Apr 3, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
this is not a story. this is not my plea for you to come back to me. this is my soul on paper. these are the words that burn my tongue every night. these are the images that plague my mind & stir me in slumber.
fuck inspirational. this is reality.
(This is for a contest I am doing. Enjoy !)
I came up with this out of nowhere. Don't know how, but yeah...Hope you guys like it. xxx
By The Final Eighth Spirit
This poem is about writing...
Poetry | Updated Feb 12, 2014 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
This poem is inspired by one of my very good role models. Just wanted to say that. Hahah. XD Thank you and enjoy. C: BTW, I can't seem to delete the ending that wasn't necessary to my poem. When I saw it, I wanted to delete those but I can't for some reason. :P UGH. Please just ignore those. :P
We all know a person that tries to change us, so we are more like them. They like you for who you're not, and not for who you really are. They like the you, that you either pretend to be, or that they try to change you to be. Either way, sooner or later your true self will come out to show.
My opinion on what the meaning of life is.