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The Love of His LifeA Poem by Randy JohnsonDEDICATED TO JOHN BROWN AND PHYLLIS McINTOSH. |
Hard To BreatheA Poem by Tough.Fkin.B***hI could tell you what this is about but that would ruin the fun :) comment what you think |
I'm so sorry.A Poem by PandyDedicated to my girlfriend. |
3 Girlfriends Senior YearA Story by PastAcesThis confession is based on my past experience with having a girlfriend, leading on another girl, and hooking up with my ex all at the same time for 1.. |
Drowning CityA Poem by AiHThe rain fell hard against my skinSoaking itself into my crevices and coating my landscapeThere is a familiarity in the windIt's lonely howls echoing .. |
HugsA Poem by HairythoughtsI sometimes meet people that are incredibly good at presenting themselves. Indeed, our modern time gives you the opportunity to construct your identit.. |
ZoeA Chapter by Matthew ThomasZoe and Cash enjoy breakfast and a day out at the movies. |
Blind-SidedA Chapter by Matthew ThomasWhile out with friends Zoe and Cash recount how they first met |
Cash Is MoneyA Chapter by Matthew ThomasZoe shoots the breeze with a good friend while discussing the state of her relationship. |
Two BitsA Chapter by Matthew ThomasZoe helps Cash celebrate his birthday at their favorite restaurant |
"I Do"A Chapter by Matthew ThomasCash plans on proposing to zoe |
Inamorata: Beat of the heartA Poem by Utkarsh SharmaA moment or too for the one who I love the most. |
BlindsidedA Story by Green RegolDon't you feel foolish for being hopeful? |
I Don't Know WhenA Poem by AiHI don't know when it happened I don't know when I started to smile when I heard your voice I don't know when it started to sound like music to me .. |
Poetic BedsheetsA Poem by AiHWith all the pretty words That run inside my head I should think of something More poetic Than your body in my bed |
Digging HolesA Poem by Danielle Calleop.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 11.0px Helvetica; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0p.. |
HomeA Poem by Brittany BosticI want my cold front steps,covered in a thick layer of white, fluffy snow.I want to get the wrong coffee flavor from the women who doesn't speak engli.. |
If I Cared...A Story by Edwin VileI little short story of how my last few years have been. |
The Shadow On My Shoulder
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...
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