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Random First Lines:Al-Baghdadi, the self proclaimed Caliph of ISIL said, "Islam was never a religion of peace. Islam is the religion of fightingâ€. Muslim are... » Read
When friends discuss the new iChip from Apple in the year 2035, something goes terribly wrong with production and turns them all into controlled zombies, chasing their loved ones.
By Anthony J Piccione
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Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...
By Shannan Browne
You are you, and I am I... very different human beings
By Kairi Lee
"Umm..." I looked back at my doctor, and saw his name on the coat. "Dr. Lee, I really donâ€™t know anything. Not my name, how I got here, or even who they are."
He nodded as if it was expected. "Your name is Lilian Sumner Romania. Due to an accident you severely injured your skull...
Please read, it's a bit difffernt. Still a freeverse. :)
Poetry | Updated Jul 25, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 11
By Adela Kemp
Just to remind people that being unique is better than conforming to those around you.
love that drives you crazy
This simply discusses the art of intellectualism and always striving to learn and to grow as a person.
um..this is just a piece from my mind, it makes sense in the end.
People who think the world should be looking at them instead of spitting at them. Get your head out of your arse.
Poetry | Updated May 20, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 4
(Not Yet Completed)On a new planet is a new way of life. In the year 2086 we all live in a perfect world. The world as we knew it? Vanished. People want perfection and will stop at nothing until they get it. Follow along with a 16 year old girl, Trinity Mercer Edwards, in her quest to getting...
I just had an idea of this guy and thought i would write it out in poetry form
We all have different means to escape the cruelties all enjoy every day. Whether it be writing, music, singing, even smoking. We all need some kind of distraction.