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ConditionsA Poem by WillaDanversI wasn't in a good place and I could only see the negatives in life. It has since been solved but I poured my emotions into this and didn't want to se.. |
A Reason To Live.A Story by MetBySunlightAnd what if I die tomorrow? Will I go unnoticed? Locked in my room, how long till they realise? Music on repeat- sounds of soft pen scribbling, anx.. |
No Second Chance ( YA )A Story by OscarRatA deep spacer lands a girlfriend. |
Poor Dead MichaelA Story by hvysmkerI miss that beautiful, loverly, loooverly, boy. |
Still In Love With YouA Poem by Pure EvilMy first and ONLY attempt at a song.... |
On Thorns I LayA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellThe silence bled into deepest dark. |
Is this love?A Poem by SamanthaWe all go through heart break, maybe we all felt this way sometime. |
Tonight, You're Her'sA Poem by caitlainmcguirep.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px} .. |
Because You Came to MeA Poem by Michael R. Burchfor BethBecause you came to me with sweet compassionand kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,I do not love you after any fashion,but wildly, i.. |
Each Color a ScarA Poem by Michael R. BurchEach Color a Scarby Michael R. BurchWhat she left here,upon my cheek,is a tear.She did not speak,but her intentionwas clear,and I was meek,far too mee.. |
LoveA Poem by OnlymeLove can move mountains and can help safe you from yourself.It can affect you in so many ways.It can motivate you, devastate you and break you. As wel.. |
Places to GoA Poem by WillaDanversSometimes I just can't find the point in doing this, and others the sunshine is enough to convince me. |
A Conversation Between the Deaf & BlindA Story by Karen ArizonaTwo men are best buddies. One is deaf. One is blind. Together, they help each other in many ways. |
Forever In My HeartA Poem by David P CarrollTrue Love |
My own little worldA Poem by NotapoetA little rant on my perception of how our society has become these days. |
First LoveA Poem by BindingLet us drain the dregs Of this burnt orange liquescent of life, Stealing breath with a taste of death An.. |