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Drop Dead FredA Poem by knighngaleDrop Dead Fred! Okay, Drop Dead I missed.. |
Drop Dead Fred! Kill.A Poem by knighngaleDrop Dead Fred!I love (Drove) Dead Fred!I always kill people ALL The TimeAre you a love poem or a linguisticWe're running out of time,That's it,Drop D.. |
A Hard Day’s NightA Poem by SamA fictional poem about death that is open to interpretation. |
Commonly Seen Bumper StickersA Poem by Robert RonnowYou can acknowledge the emptiness at the core of your beingor go crazy when the world goes crazy.The numbers of us overwhelm, an impending tsunami, my.. |
RobinA Story by AliraWARNING: Death. DISCLAIMER: Another older piece. A curious boy finds something strange. |
Our FatherA Poem by Andrew JohnWe carry Dad in this huge box,four of us bearing the weight,that of him, that of the box, this very box,this weighty combination, a virtual sarcophagu.. |
A Prayer To God - Suicide 2012A Poem by RyanTrolleyThe things going through my head in 2012 - Suicide was on my mind a lot. |
GraveyardA Poem by Andrew JohnFreeverse |
They've GoneA Poem by Andrew JohnSenryu |
intensive care unitA Poem by mads---the taste of ash envelops my chapped lipsat the thought of just losing you three years ago.wish I hadn’t been there to watch you fade outas t.. |
I was worth nothingA Poem by The_Ancient_RockAnimals... pets. |
THE POWER OF THE SKIRT.A Story by Peter Rogersoncan a simple garment like a skirt hold any power? |
THE BODY IN THE BEDA Book by Peter RogersonA severe infants school headmistress wakes up on morning to find that she is not alone n bed... |
1. A MESSY MORNINGA Chapter by Peter RogersonA severe infants school headmistress wakes up on morning to find that she is not alone n bed... |
The ReturnedA Poem by E.P. RoblesTHE RETURNED from death to life... |
Quiet LetterA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellIt hurts because it mattered. ~ John Green |
18. A CURE FOR CURAREA Chapter by Peter RogersonAn unexpected poisoning |
A Pathetic FarewellA Poem by Ujjal MandalIt was a winter evening, the sun had to go early.I could hear the cry of our dear cat, his sunken eyes wishedto tell a pathetic story, steps tattered .. |
Meetings With Mortie: The Old ManA Story by Lu ZamberThe Old Man Hospitals always creeped out Mortie. One would assume that nothing could scare him; due to the fact that in a way, he is fear its.. |