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I am Not Broke

I am Not Broke

A Poem by Emily


You think you got...me
Love Me For Me

Love Me For Me

A Poem by Neythan Cardoso


This poem came about when my teacher asked me for a poem that was sarcastically sorry.
Home.

Home.

A Story by yellow


"She used to always fantasize about her future with me. I always found it so strange when she would talk about it because she always said it's what sh..
100 years at sea.

100 years at sea.

A Story by yellow


Something I'll never finish.
Cigarette

Cigarette

A Poem by Johanna


"You are standing in the alley smoking a cigarette.."
you are more.

you are more.

A Story by the adventurer


create a new definition of you.
Middle Class Angst

Middle Class Angst

A Poem by A.K.F


I'm filled with such pain, Like a black hole.
Amazing Spiderman 2 alternate ending

Amazing Spiderman 2 alternate ending

A Story by Bradley Davies


This is what I beieve should ahve been the ending to Amazing Spiderman 2, or at least would have made it better with the best bits still in there. Emp..
Oh Drunken Fisher's Woe

Oh Drunken Fisher's Woe

A Poem by Anna Dragon


The river riddled raw in ripples, oh drunken fisher,crying cranes cracking cradles by the creek tonight.I sat to stare at something strange out on slo..
A Promise.

A Promise.

A Story by yellow


I am made of flesh and blood. Making myself into metaphors is only hurting me in the end, maybe that's why I do it. Who f*****g cares.
Chapter 2 Into a New World

Chapter 2 Into a New World

A Chapter by NinjaShadowWolf


Malo in a new world that is not earth.
For Me

For Me

A Poem by Elvy-decoo


This is for me not you
Stop

Stop

A Poem by Emily


Just stop
The Room Where It Dreamed

The Room Where It Dreamed

A Poem by Anna Dragon


I was toldhow when I was youngthere was a roomwhere the light came in.Out there in the halls of my own house,sat ivory walls strewn in golden sun-glow..
Not What It Seems

Not What It Seems

A Poem by Emily


Where did they go?
Hollowed

Hollowed

A Poem by Anna Dragon


I am afraid that I-am becoming hollow.I fear that my skin- my heart!Is turning gray.This snow; gentle over Moscow,settles deep inside-inside where I a..