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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.
By Rose Killson
Something i wrote after a girl in my school called my friend
By Mustang Thomas
When Franklin Met Jade is a simple love story but is written in a unique format. It flows along with two different stories, one of Franklin and one of Jade, but eventually the two stories will intertwine into one story.
Franklin Branch is only a few months out of high school when he proposes to...
By Adam Luckey
A story of a man and a phone call.
Sucide is not for popular girls, or anyone.
This poem is written about institutions specifically religious institutions that restrict the ability of a person to form his/her own relationship with God or whatever separate entity one chooses to believe in. I was raised by and around Christians so I can only state my case from that...
If someone sent you a letter- someone who wanted to make sure that it found you and only you- someone who knows everything about you- what would your address be?
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 30, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 4
Lucas Velvet worked in a nature reserve called "Gunung Tangkoko Batuangus". Located in North Sulawesi, Indonesia, the nature reserve has various species of endemic creatures. One day a new employee came, and he changed Lucas' dull days in the nature reserve.
We all have that special someone in our life that is there for us when we need them and people that we are there to help as well.(In the poem its like 2 people talking)
My conscience told me who to stay away from, I always listened. There was this one day I didn't, it turned into a disaster. It changed my life into a different one, and I would do anything to get it back. Based on a true story, MY story.
People are all unqiue, so keep it that way. Live life for you and do whatever makes you happen. People may try and judge you, but who cares, they judge because they are unhappy with themselves. Live life to your own beat!
This is a poem I wrote in year 6 at my school. It is a poem that describes my bedroom. Hope you enjoy and please comment.
You were specially designed by God.
By Vishakha Nair
this is for someone special...i love you...hope you like it...:
Poetry | Updated Jan 2, 2012 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 4