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Love is roughA Story by Myles896The story of the first girl I fell in love with |
Working ClassA Story by Ricki PetersonOpening the eyes of sheep. |
MaturityA Poem by Marcus Medranowe were so quick sharing an eternity in only a few minutes I was afraid of this but it looks like its come unfortunately our songs done its .. |
The One That Got AwayA Story by Sandy WestA story in the form of a letter I wrote three years ago to a boy I liked. He never got to read it. |
Is it really my fight?A Story by Ouin SaderMy fight? or Yours? |
My Friend's RealityA Story by ToumeiMemoriesA boy tries to help his best friend through her process of therapy. |
When I Am ThereA Poem by Bohrium GuyJust sleep deprivation and thinking in my mind. |
I'm Not OkayA Poem by Joseph MulpeterI'm Not Okaywith the things that i hearthe jokes and the laughterits not okayto say its just a jokestop taking it so seriouslyits harmless banterI'm n.. |
GUILTYA Poem by KEVIN PHARAOHI'm guilty until proven innocent personality my clothes and tattoos have written it why was I taught how to speak when my words don't mean a thing ask.. |
ReflectA Poem by AngeloRosellIn search of the coreEnlighten man’s exploreKnown are these emotionsInside all these illusions To write freedom on your wallsDance through shopp.. |
The place my dragons hideA Book by FerirA lonely teenager enters his imaginary ideal world and realizes that his choices inside can affect the world around him. |
describe meA Screenplay by WordsInMyHeadjust random thoughts actually an essay I suppose??? |
To My OtherA Poem by D.A companion piece to my poem written for someone very special and integral to my life. |
One Bright DayA Poem by Cara BInspiration from a beautiful day. |
Real PhonyA Poem by Jasmine SalvadorYou claim life that you have not experienced;reputation built on lies to enhance your social statusYou tell others to be "real" yet you yourself canno.. |
A PlaceA Poem by TforTallThe PlaceAmerica, a place where if you dream it you can be itAmerica, a place where people enjoy liberties and freedoms unknown to other landsAmerica.. |
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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