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  • Poetry » Other
    Am I desperate??
    7

    Don't go too hard on me this is my first post -------------------------------------------- Am I desperate in this world of ours? I always look up to the stars And they shine ...


    judi_patootie - Oct 31, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Parting is such Sweet Sorrow
    4

    I'd rather say hello than say goodbye. I'd raher greet, than I would cry. To laugh, than weep. To walk than creep. To have a restful, peaceful sleep. But the ...


    Araidne - Oct 31, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Losing myself
    11

    Losing myself I'm screaming inside I'm tearing myself apart my face is vacant, eyes elsewhere I find myself running towards infinity out of breath, out of tears drenched in sweat ...

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    in_too_deep - Oct 31, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Nothingness
    7

    A calm sea of nothingness Has possessed my body. It's like touching butter, So soft and smooth... It glides through my bones Giving me a completeness Which has never reached ...

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    cathy - Oct 31, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    You
    3

    My heart is skipping a beat Everytime I see you. You give me butterflies in my stomach, And I feel like jumping to the moon. That gorgeous face creeps into ...

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    cathy - Oct 31, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    To the moon and back
    10

    “How far is it to the moon?” she asks. You look down at the top of her head. “A long ways, my love,” you say. She turns and gazes up ...


    carelessaussie13 - Oct 30, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    Flawless Reaction
    3

    Soothing from the AC, a chill flowing from the fan Transparent yet noticeable creeping behind a sweaty back, -hair stands straight goosebumps rage- the mellow shock contaminates, the body as ...


    Chandni - Oct 30, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Shifting through the seasons
    3

    I thought it was good, for the most part, the shift of seasons as it were is clearly developed through the stanzas. However I was a bit disappointed by the ...


    Firestarter - Oct 30, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    The sun and the sea
    10

    well, this is my first post so go easy on me ----------------------------------------------------------- The sun and the sea As I sit alone and wonder, Letting my thoughts drift into the abyss, ...

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    in_too_deep - Oct 30, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Wayfarer's song
    6

    Greetings, editor. This is a poem from my story, told from the point of view of a guy, not a girl. I'm not happy with it, so any advice as ...


    Shafter - Oct 30, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Love Poem
    3

    My heart burns pationately for your desire The truth eats at my soul Both, they burn on fire But still there is that peice of my heart, a huge, gaping ...


    Swires - Oct 30, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Cursed
    3

    Im not a poet but heres one I wrote several years back ----- When I see your ghostly figure, I know it cannot be real, For you are torn forever, ...


    Swires - Oct 30, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Solitude
    2

    Solitude Come to my heart with a mask of purple, gold and green, come with your twisted candlestick smile, come with kisses and lies and wilted roses and maybe I ...

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    cymbeline_x - Oct 29, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    The Incan Shark
    19

    He came from nowhere, Incan did From the murky depths of the sea. A primitive brain with a primordial yearning To eat all the poems he could see. While slinking ...


    Snoink - Oct 29, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Smile :D
    2

    My heart is dead For I have as much feeling as the rotting floor beneath me, My heart is dead. How has it died? Has it been dead? My heart, ...


    lillizard - Oct 29, 2006 - 1 min read


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