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    Happy Birthday Brad! I liked this, it was honestly a very beautiful piece. You never sieze to amaze me.

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    Elizabeth - Fri Dec 02, 2005 7:32 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic
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    It probably won't make much sense to you. Again, not about suicide. It's not a goodbye, more of a memories. If you care enough to ask, I will gladly explain. ...


    Snip Snip - Fri Dec 02, 2005 6:36 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    My own rainbow
    8

    I wrote this poem. It's not about suicide, it's a different kind of goodbye. Insult this, rip it to shreads, don't read it... Feel free to do whatever you choose ...


    Snip Snip - Fri Dec 02, 2005 6:28 am

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Thinking of you
    5

    I sit here in my room, Rocking in my chair. Wasting my life away my live with T.V. Thinking of you, I think of your smile. Which I love when ...


    armonia - Fri Dec 02, 2005 2:22 am

  • Poetry » Other
    Northern Lights (Haiku)
    4

    For those of you who don't know what a Haiku is, it's a form of Japanese poetry that has to be 5,7,5 syllables long in each of three lines respectively. ...


    backgroundbob - Fri Dec 02, 2005 2:13 am

  • Poetry » Other
    Apocalyptic Smush
    6

    There is an orange grove…. down the way I used to squeak into on craptastic department store wheels With flimsy blond all around my head and in my face So ...


    ConvolutedEmpty - Fri Dec 02, 2005 2:02 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    I Love You
    7

    I wrote it for my crush and she loved it! I hope you do to! "I Love You" I traveled so far to hear you voice I rode to you ...


    ~*~*~*~SOX~*~*~*~ - Fri Dec 02, 2005 1:58 am

  • Poetry » Narrative
    Lucid dreams
    12

    Lucid dreams abduct the veneer For there are things worse than death When in your restless mind, escape isn’t near Illusion paralyzes and reality takes its breath And they were ...


    politicaltinkerbell - Fri Dec 02, 2005 1:46 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    When everything is clear
    6

    So bitter is the end So bitter it tastes like sugar Through tears and blur you stare And darkness stares back at you Stomach turns, palms sweat And you must ...


    politicaltinkerbell - Fri Dec 02, 2005 1:02 am

  • Poetry » Narrative
    -Untitled-
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    I've known you for a while I guess... about a 8 years or so. And I think now is the time for you to know. I think your special in ...


    Chandni - Fri Dec 02, 2005 12:42 am

  • Poetry » Other
    Whatever you call this...
    6

    Err...Yeah forget this act like it never was crap nyw Thnx for your comments tough


    Chandni - Fri Dec 02, 2005 12:20 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Losing Sarah
    4

    It is not a normal pain that you feel when you lose her. It is not natural, not feigned. It cuts deep, boring into your soul and aching to pull ...


    forest_ofthe_nightingale - Thu Dec 01, 2005 10:01 pm

  • Poetry » Other
    The Proverbial Carrot
    3

    (I haven't posted in a while...so...have at it) The bar is just a little too high It hangs just out of reach I could get a stepladder Or even pull ...


    Carmina - Thu Dec 01, 2005 9:47 pm

  • Poetry » Other
    don't become invisible
    8

    I'm in a sudden... parinoid skitzofranic mode... so... yeah... : these are what tears cause, nothing good ever comes out of them: -Me It’s the looming scent of hand-lotion That ...

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    Elizabeth - Thu Dec 01, 2005 9:35 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    this christmas
    8

    In the last few seconds before a winter sunset dies there is warmth inside and coldness out; my hands were freezing even with gloves on. They missed your grip and ...


    Firestarter - Thu Dec 01, 2005 8:46 pm


Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate.
— Sigmund Freud