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Chainsaw CertifiedA Poem by Robert RonnowI'm dead. Unlike Frost and Yeatsnothing I've said will be remembered.Unlike Roosevelt and Lincolnnothing I'm thinking will win the war.I'm going to go.. |
The ForestA Story by steveA couple get stranded in a forest. |
Molly's RevengeA Story by steveA good friend gets murdered. Someone's going to pay. |
The Shape of Jazz to ComeA Poem by Robert RonnowIs war coming? Are we headed for another crazy cataclysm?My sons, draft age. Only now can I appreciate the painso sharp it drains the color from one's.. |
dreams flies people criesA Poem by LyanaNothing can change our will to the destiny may be dreams could change .and the dreams are not always destiny . |
GoodbyeA Poem by jordanfranciscoforgive mefor all I have donecannot be undoneyou weren't the only onebut neither was Iand for thatgoodbye |
ResetA Poem by jordanfranciscoalonethese voicesmy mind racesnon-stop agony killswhatever is leftwill be gone by tomorrowreset |
Is It True?A Poem by jordanfranciscorumor isyou miss meis that truewere all thesesleepless nightsjust fiction I createdto cause unneeded agonyor is your lovejust fiction tooso just tell .. |
Supposed To BeA Poem by jordanfranciscosomedayI hope to seethat wonderful smilelooking up at meof my own childI hope to seea reason to staya reason to keep goingbut chances arethat day will.. |
ScatteredA Poem by jordanfranciscothese matchesspark a flamewithin my very existencewith each passing secondthey dwindle downuntil all that is leftare embers and ashesthe very memories.. |
Part Of MeA Poem by jordanfranciscosweatdrips upon my chestit's part of meit's part of livingI do not protestas it drips downso why should youprotest against your ownthat's not part of .. |
Needed To SayA Poem by jordanfranciscoI ask about youthe things that you dothe things that you likein hopes one day i'll askabout these topics inpersonbut maybe I already havewe've already.. |
Chapter 2A Chapter by Jack Gremory-senseiChapter 2 part 1 The sound of horses galloping could be heard through the grassy plains that would lead to the city of N-Lanos, a carriage sur.. |
LostA Poem by jordanfranciscotime is sinkingclocks are tickingstuck here thinkingof the people leavingmy flame dwindlingmy energy fallingmy eyes closingmy hopelost |
I Feel DeadA Poem by jordanfranciscotesting haiku's |
Last MinutesA Poem by jordanfranciscoFeel the blood pourThen the memories appearI am gone too soon |