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This was what they said about Bothwell third husband and the less well-known, but even more interesting... » Read
The lost war, is a non fiction war story, based in the non fictional year 1111
Chester has always kept to himself and been a shy quiet guy. His family is really religious and filled with values and beliefs that he has never questioned. When a new girl moves into town, the daughter of a singer, he finds that things take a turn and everything is upside down. Has he...
IF ONLY I COULD,I WOULD
Poetry | Updated Dec 4, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
They always made sure to tell me I wasnâ€™t perfect. Maybe they whispered it to me while I was sleeping, or communicated it with there dry, loveless gazes. No matter how they told me it was always clear: You are flawed...
In another life...I would be with you, and you would be with me. Inspired by my own personal life, and Katy Perry's The One that Got Away. Enjoy! Comment, and tell me what you think thanks!
Picture credit: Reaching for you by ~Unossa
By Ej Davies
if you could,would you?
Poetry | Updated Oct 14, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Vampyre Queen
It's just about my story. But it's kinda true.
By Phoenix Personiam
What I would like to say to some people
this is a poem i wrote myself i hope you like it.....
Set in a post apocalyptic world, where the remaining survivors have rebuilt their cities. These rebuilt cities are called "Saints." However there is nothing holy about these places. They are few and far between, and are ravished by war, poverty, and crime. There is no government, no law, no...
I have no clue hahah.
Some poetry and text
Eleanor Holstarlor is an opera singer/primary school teacher recently out of college. Her life is fairly normal; chatty friends, loving boyfriendand the typically annoying family. The only glitch being her boyfriend, Terry, is a member of one of the most notorious criminal gangs in the world....
By Romano Chinniah
ROMANTIC POEM- [ Thinking Of An Angel ]
Every Day, Every Night
I Would Remember How I Would Hold Her In My Arms So Tight
Her Smile So Bright
Her Eyes So Deep, As If I Could See My Soul
She Makes Me Whole
Her Voice So Sweet, Like The Scent Of Beautiful Roses Out At Sea
Her Touch So Soft, Yet So...
How To Be A Fake. This Is A Mock Thing - Don't Take It Seriously. If You're An 'Emo' And Take Offence, You're A Poser, Wanna-be. get Over Yourself.