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Second ChanceA Poem by CrimsonHintsYou've had a hard time,Believe me, I know.You've had a hard life,Been on death row.You'd have scavenged for pennies,But had too much pride.So you stol.. |
Where there is less, there is moreA Chapter by Michelle De Jesus(Here is a picture of one of my random drawings, which was dedicated to someone special)It is among the "poorest" communities where you can f.. |
UnscriptedA Book by ZaireTwo people from two different world's, looking for the same thing in two very different ways. Can these two worlds collide or will they completely mis.. |
Withering KnightA Story by Therius TaleFollow through a day of a withering knight, a remnant of the crusade. Short story. 'Tentative writing' as I call it myself. |
Spending SpreeA Poem by Randy JohnsonTHIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM. |
SynA Chapter by Zaire*earlier that day*Syn: Belle I love you, I really do. So don't take this the wrong way...Belle: YES! I KNOOOW! *Mocking* Belle you need to get a real .. |
Living CorpsesA Poem by Chirag KumarOut casted by the living, and drawn towards being dead, he lies on the footpath, with a hope that some vehicle would run over, and rel.. |
HushA Poem by Brinleigh BaileyThe lullaby for a misunderstood child. |
FancyA Poem by Devin Mitchell DurbinWhen life doesn't seem fair. |
Poverty & Prejudice: Debunking the Common Poverty ..A Story by BroodingOneWorking hard and barely gettin' by, that's the American way. Working less and gettin' filthy rich, that's the American Lie. --Emerald A. Behre.. |
A BANDIT WHO DONATED HIS HAIRA Story by ķřăź&..The tale of a bandit who realized his evil deeds and returned to path of virtue. |
SchizoA Story by CWPA character sketch using another character to explain the main -- an interesting experiment, if I do say so myself |
Poor TimingA Story by John AntonioI don't understand why we are endentured servants to this world. How have we not figured this out yet? I am a product of bad timing, I suppose. It's s.. |
IT’S ALL THE SAMEA Poem by Ben Noah SuriThe mind plays tricks on us to make us differentiate between various states of being though they are all the same |
BUMA Poem by T.S. ClausThe Bum has no shameNor the evening to careNo family, nor friendsHis feet dirty and bareA chewed up burgerMelted slush in StyrofoamBeneath the swelter.. |
WordsA Poem by Fey FrostAll the words that have ever been spoken Used so cruelly for war, fun or pain Are forever swirling, forever broken Handled as blades f.. |