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The LeapA Poem by Mark BestFate opens the door, That stands in front of me, And beyond is no floor But a pit open and free On the other side, there is a beauty, Dark yet .. |
Brush With HateA Poem by icaros13_ |
LugubriosityA Poem by icaros13... |
Of Love and AngelsA Poem by icaros13_ |
Changing the UniverseA Poem by icaros13_ |
The Prose RoseA Poem by The Other NameI wrote this after muttering about roses and by any other name. Yes I know it's ridiculous, but it's funny, and I couldn't wipe the smile from my fac.. |
Sheol to ElysiumA Poem by icaros13_ |
EssenceA Poem by J.M. DahlThe smell of leathera whiff of aftershavemask last night's booze.Weathered linescriss-cross a chiseled jaw,once stained by red lips.Hints of a beard,n.. |
Frustration in ProseA Story by Philomela Titania LanxMy middle school science teacher always said that intelligent people don't need cuss words to express their feelings, so this is me using my big vocab.. |
RemplirA Poem by Lisa "Kium" RichardsSomething I wrote a while ago but still keep beside me. Even though it's short I hope it's importance matters. |
More Lovely than VenusA Poem by icaros13_ |
AcceptanceA Poem by Laura KateI heard my heart letting out a cry as it listened to its mindtelling her I’m sorry, but it really is over this time- acceptance |
To Me,A Chapter by Flaming CoalA random prose poem. |
Reflection *rewrite and re-edit*A Poem by Adam M. SnowAlone am I this night of flutter, confusion reigns, so I utter. The air is that of a clouded dream; so dark like that of an ordeal gleam. |
WingsA Story by Ms. StarrI only fell in love once. It was thrilling.I met him for the first time in a dark roomunderwater.The walls were rippling,cigarette smoke hung in the a.. |
SerenityA Chapter by YouoweYoupayWhere does the rain come from? |
The Junk Man and his Consistent KingdomA Chapter by FictariA short drama peice that I really really like.I don't want to give away anymore than that. |
10:31 p.m.A Story by Martha GilleeceJust something on my mind......and yes, that is a Rocky Horror reference in the last sentence. |
The state of "being"A Poem by L'Enfant TerribleSkinny, long face, big expressive eyes and nice hair. Smart and someone I can talk with about stuff. That's how I'd define my type.It's not gonna happ.. |