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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: 13 | 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.
By Miss Ellaneous
Not your typical boy-meets-girl story.
A poem about stand up for who you are.
Poetry | Updated Dec 24, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 10
-It's a short preview of what I am going to write so please read-
Gash, 15 years old never knew what a life of freedom and absolute control meant. His own ability was locked away, so no way of knowing what the 'outside world' looked like. But what if there was a way. Can he figure it out....
This poem is about those of us who feel left out among large groups of people. Its offering comfort and solace to any who feel lost or confused, or who are suffering as a result of the world's cruelty.
I wrote this poem, thinking about him and wondering if we can ever be a couple. You can see I really want it to happen
This poem expresses all the feelings I had last night at the club when I saw him.