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BitterSweet

BitterSweet

A Poem by BadlyBruisedMuse


- like a rose with thorns.
Journal Entry: Day 3: Just Take A Deep Breath Friday, June 11, 2010

Journal Entry: Day 3: Just Take A Deep Breath Frid..

A Chapter by Jason Knight


Can you believe how my mind is on you as it swings in these memories of you?
Jumper / Paramour

Jumper / Paramour

A Story by The Cheshire Cat


Inside, she feels like a rotting tomato, just waiting to be thrown.
dead.

dead.

A Chapter by catherine doll


Sunday, 06:07am" Sophia Matthews is rushed to San Francisco hospital in an ambulance.Sunday, 06:11am" The girl is pronounced dead.
He's just not you

He's just not you

A Poem by EmpressPoetess


Trying to replace a love is never easy
He's A Good Little Boy

He's A Good Little Boy

A Story by Creepy Is My Forte


What a deranged mommy will do to keep the false and perfect image of her only son intact.
The reaper's tainted roses

The reaper's tainted roses

A Poem by Curiosity's Virtuoso


Another links arms with the reaper's charming stems
Always Going Home

Always Going Home

A Poem by


Liar
Broken heart

Broken heart

A Poem by sugar


we. broke. up. Im very sad.
Scales of Love

Scales of Love

A Poem by Boi


Everyone has this time in their life.
The Shores of He

The Shores of He

A Poem by Suavis_Umbra


a little poem about imaginatio and how once in a life time you see one amazing thing and you will always remember it.
Journal Entry: Day 21: You+I June 28, 2010

Journal Entry: Day 21: You+I June 28, 2010

A Chapter by Jason Knight


I love you~ Forever and Always
The One who Doesn't

The One who Doesn't

A Poem by dreaming dame


...Stating facts...
He Is A Fantasy

He Is A Fantasy

A Poem by PoeticFury


How is it that in this doggy dog word it seems that the girls of today like being treated like dogs. Where this figure this fantasy that lays calm..
Hell

Hell

A Poem by I Cast a Shadow


Flames lick souls Scorching what is left of sinners weighed by heavy transgression. Men and women shriek hoarse in constant horror For eternity. T..
Blumen

Blumen

A Poem by L'Enfant Terrible


What type of softness will make you open?Were you close would I tear the coldness?Can you lace desires in their own place?Call to your case, cut your ..

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