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DruggedA Chapter by Brittany DefrancoLily meets eight strangers with memory loss just like her except for her brother Liam. The Game Master opens the door to the first game. |
Barrier To The BonesA Poem by J.Sin2017.10.27 – Banská Bystrica, Slovakia – 23:11pm |
DustA Poem by The MaverickWhen one ponders with nature and realises one's mortality in the present stage, nature speaks to you, embraces you and tell you that you too are timel.. |
Unable To HealA Poem by Lialee EderianThis is a poem about when I was feeling a bit down after one of my classmates had left for international studies. |
A Quiet CacophonyA Poem by LA MarshalHush. Do you hear it? Every day Silence pleads with deaf ears, begging for salvation in soundless screams; she weeps in solitude as blind eyes o.. |
Just Don't Give A Flying FartA Poem by Mario VitalePoet |
What do you think that people really care for peop..A Story by dev choudharyWhen I care for the things, things care for me but when I care for people, people don't care Why? |
BrokeA Poem by kurohanaThe smell of cigarette smoke, Noises everywhere as people go broke. Excitements building as some keeps on winning, And again will start from the be.. |
Neon LightsA Poem by GabrielAbout a girl |
Alone.A Story by G. Donovan VerclerAlone is a short story about the unknown, companionship, and what happens when we leave our world behind. |
I need a new start, not have the vestiges of my fa..A Story by COLLYMORESelf-explanatory |
Mae angen dechrau newydd arnaf, nid oes gennyf ddi..A Story by COLLYMORESelf-explanatory |
Ich brauche einen Neuanfang, nicht die Überreste ..A Story by COLLYMORESelf-explanatory |
¡Necesito un nuevo comienzo, no tener los ve..A Story by COLLYMORESelf-explanatory |
J'ai besoin d'un nouveau départ, ne pas avo..A Story by COLLYMORESelf-explanatory |
The Life Of ChronosA Book by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..A look at the memories of a warrior who had already lost the war, even if he had won many battles. |
Portland PostcardA Poem by AnnaThe lavender evening is still climbing down the branches as we speak;the hot tea I stare into is staring back at me with words I could say.And you hav.. |
The Orange ClownA Poem by LanaScary little poem |
Just an urge to let it goA Story by chase123I came to a point where I needed to vent. I dont like to talk about things so I figured writing would help. This is the first of many works. |