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Pt. III

Pt. III

A Chapter by Andrez Cervantes


Pt. III Gives hope. The way a person feels is true - something that can be masked but not tamed. A feeling is of the uttermost truth.
Need

Need

A Poem by FlamingPhoenix


Not just what I want...
Pounds of flesh

Pounds of flesh

A Poem by diaphanous


I recently fell back into an old routine.
Hurts & Living

Hurts & Living

A Poem by Ashley White


I have a Google+ Profile; this was a poem I attached to a letter "post" for my baby...
Humerous Razor

Humerous Razor

A Poem by Ashley White


I wanted to die...and I still do...letting the blade carry me away but I have him to help me!
Rainy Day

Rainy Day

A Poem by Ashley White


This is just the way I feel and I am sorry if you all disagree with me.
All I Want

All I Want

A Poem by caseymichelle31


I used to always know what I wanted but now I'm not so sure.
Non-Epic

Non-Epic

A Poem by Michael G. Smith


meaning touches hearts not flowery words
nostalgia.

nostalgia.

A Poem by roi


In which I do understand that I depend too much on what I had then and not what I want now.
Blue Is the Warmest Color

Blue Is the Warmest Color

A Book by Jasmine W


Sometimes life turns to s**t..
What You Need

What You Need

A Poem by Michael Phillips


Another reject from Jack
The Sprits Battle With The Physical

The Sprits Battle With The Physical

A Poem by Just Shlomo


A introspective poem, that deals with several dichotomous issues of life.
Watching You

Watching You

A Poem by WaynEZ


In times of need, I'm never presentYet my presence a gift, I see that you're effervescentI hear you were out again, riding out in WestonExperience in ..
It's Never Enough

It's Never Enough

A Poem by helen midgley


I love to live,And live to love,But something is missing,It’s never enough,*I love to give,And give too much,But the larder is empty,It’s ..
Insatiable -Opening

Insatiable -Opening

A Story by Bridgett


When you find out who you are, how does it happen? Do you find yourself in a dark room, or with a razor in your hands.
Desperate

Desperate

A Poem by Poisoned Joe


I hope for a coincidenceAt every step that we takeI dream of meeting youAt the middle of this bridgeAn inverted uIts top at the middleBut why should..
Drive-Bye

Drive-Bye

A Poem by FlamingPhoenix


Completion

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