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I tingled when you said it, For the very first time. I looked deep in your eyes, As you promised you'd be mine. I believed you at first; I trusted ...

Hate I grabbed the razor in my hand, Slid it slowly across my wrist. Blood slid down my arm, As I studied it with bliss. The pain's too great, I'm ...

Gone No one really knew him, No one really cared. That's why he's gone now, 'Cause life he couldn't bear. You taunted him; you teased, While he just walked on ...

First Snow You see the clouds come rolling, As they rustle into town. The clouds begin exploding, As the snow falls to the ground. You get a sudden chill, As ...

AutumnOne night I grabbed a jarAnd took it on outsideI let air fill up in itThen sealed it up real tightLater on that nightWhile lieing in my bedI grabbed the ...

LoveYour love, your giftSo pure and trueHas given to meThe best of youYour strength and courageFill me with prideI'll love and cherish you'Till the day that I dieMy love, my ...

One Last KissOf all the word unspoken,And all the thoughts unthought.Of all the hearts it's broken,And all the pain it's brought.Of all the lies you told,And all my shattered dreams.Of ...

PerfectIf it weren't for you,I'd be perfect.If you weren't here,I'd have someone on my side.If I had never met you,Never said hi;I'd know what it was like,To love and be ...

The waitress set the coffee down in front of him and smiled. It was a small town diner in a small town. Trace Johnson hated small towns and small town ...

Kayt Sinclaire walked down the busy street, red faced and smiling. She loved Christmas, it had always been her favorite holiday, and now, two weeks before, she was finishing her ...

His gaze trapped her. She was powerless against him; she knew that because of her love. She stood motionless, stuck in his trance. He broke the connection, muttering a profanity, ...

Mandie's Testimony "Do you know what I want to talk to you about, Mandie?" "Yes, Doctor. You want to ask me 'bout Danny. It won't do no good, though. I'm ...

Idea: to write a short story/prolouge to my existing story about a jewish settler in Israel in the 1940s before the state was formed, and his role fighting in the ...

He struck a chord when he played those chords My mind went racing back Spinning through time, and whirring colours Blue then pink, red than black I crashed back down ...