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The result of me bored on a Saturday without my writing book after reading a couple depressing poems. Just quickly done and i don't normally write poems or depressing stuff, ...

Hey guys! The ending isn't really ending, sort of mid-dialogue (bad, I know!) Anyhow, tell me what you think? This is the almost prequel to EverWayward, so you can get ...

Dear Abandonment, I miss the way things once were, the way life use to be. Before the world came crashing down, an ending to your loving fantasy. Your lips have ...

To whom it may concern, that is me, laying there; have I ever looked so beautiful? I will imagine: that pale skin - so, so like Snow White - is ...

Why did you have to go Got me left on my o-o-o-o-o-own. You said you'll be here forever (ever) until we're gray and o-o-o-o-old. (oh yeah) Why did you lie ...

Welcome to the last installment to "Bandages". I've had a huge amount of fun writing this, expanding my writing mind. But, every story must come to an end. After this, ...

What Heart? You say to me, give me your heart. But why? Why was I placed on this futile earth, to live, breath, basically worship you? How can I give ...

Girl If you allow me To take you home With me After we embrace Stay with me For your rays of love Would wake me Like the sunrise never could ...

(deleted) I couldn't remember where I wanted to go with this...

Bland feelings. Blunt passion. Is this what I deserve? Hopeless affections. Cheating on me, again; Man, you have a nerve. So, you go and move away To another state. Didn't ...

“Jynara. Jynara. Jynara,” strange words flowed through my head. I opened my eyes and saw a sea of black over my head. A sea of black with tiny pinpricks of ...

I haven't had much experience with poetry but I am starting to enjoy it. Any critique would be great. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The wind

Smirking, I walked out of Chad’s house, lugging my bags behind me. Eric was there, waving to me from the driver’s seat of his SSC Aero TT—way cooler than the ...

Strangers’ Meeting It’s funny how Fate works in unfathomable ways. Just a few days ago I met a man whose path I’d fallen into the day before. He was checking ...

Painted Phenomenon Beauty was never a choice, Love was never to be. For I was born to be a monster, Scarred as nothing but defeat. I hide behind this painted ...