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By Teri Saya
waking in the middle of the night due to the fleeting "ah ha!" moment.
Poetry | Updated Feb 6, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
It is a Haiku
Poetry | Updated Jun 13, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Dear first ex-boyfriend I ever dated...I really want to hate you and use to imagine you getting hit by a bus multiple along side wishing you would jump off a cliff. Yea, lucky I'm a different girl I once was but your still a ...
-From someone who strongly dislikes you with a passion,
By Victoria Klis
In the night, the world shrieks with the horrors of the waking day.
Miscellaneous | Updated Apr 8, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
He thought about that pure thing, the pure state, for everything, which is possible, to have, to be. He always respected the time, the time that makes the sand from the big rocks would one day turn him into sand. But before then, he wanted to turn into something new, a purer version of him...
thoughts about a relationship
A troubled father raises his child while looking to his wife to deal with his rather dark past.
Short Story | Updated Jan 13, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Ever feel like those few minutes rriiiiggght before finally waking up have enough potency count for an entire night's worth of dreaming? You're not the only one. This is a sample of one such morning...
A new novel I'm writing (trying something sort of new), a girl named Naomi is kidnapped and kept in a secret location by Jonas, who's just trying to find someone who wants to love him. Although, he's finding it the wrong way.
A seriers of diffrent short stories. Story one: A boy takes revenge on the man who killed his baby sister.
love that drives you crazy
When you finally realize that your life doesn't suck anymore :)
Poetry | Updated May 27, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
When I wrote this, I was riding in the car and it was about 7am. This poem, I think gives you a feeling that it goes from day to night and that it makes you feel like it went from sun to sunset. continue reading please !
Poetry | Updated May 23, 2012 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1