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There will always be that guy who swept you off your feet then left but you never want to hear him say, "I never loved her"
Poetry | Updated May 22, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Barely a poem, but I like it.
Poetry | Updated Apr 14, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
it's about an old dream, maybe nightmare, that i had couple of months ago... i saw someone in my dream, someone that has been gone forever now. the dream felt so real that i thought it's worth sharing
Short Story | Updated Feb 5, 2014 | Reads: 83 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By Pearl Quearl
The Door is a poem about future and opportunity.
A WOMAN AND HER TOY BOY AND A NURSE AND A WOUNDED HAND.
Poetry | Updated Jun 20, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This writing came to exist because of a recent situation I have been facing in my relationship the last months. We have been getting into fights because I have unresolved issues but my other half can't acknowledge them. I have been in pain and that the first time I write.
Poetry | Updated Feb 26, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
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By Jason Bentley
This is a story about a young lieutenant facing his fears in during the Vietnam war.
Short Story | Updated Dec 14, 2012 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
chapter three of dear scarlett!go read short story and chap.2 if you havent already.:D
Short Story | Updated Aug 26, 2012 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
In war, there are no unwounded soldiers â€“ Jose Narosky
By K E Page
George Garson seems to have it all: outrageous good looks, a pretty girlfriend, a gang of boys who obey his every command, a quick and intelligent mind that ensures that he does not have to work hard at school. Life seems perfect. He has worked hard to make it so. However, when George discovers...
By Naomi Folettia
After all is gone, we have nothing to worry about...
By Yasha Or
Inspired by political turmoil and recent event (2007)
last night i was cutting myself..and after an hour or so i stop and wrote this poem..of how physical pain hurts but emotional pains hurts worse and goes unseen