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  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Throat Muscles
    5

    The subject came up about rehab, whilst I swallowed sour pills long fermenting in your sidestreet pockets, And you said "If only I was there, to change the way it ...


    xanthan gum - Apr 9, 2009 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Romantic
    In My Head chap 2
    3

    here's part 2 I think this one is a little bit longer though *** I smiled sweetly. "Why, you're so welcome, Mae! It's so nice to see you again too!" ...


    break~my~heart - Apr 9, 2009 - 7 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    The Hunter: Prologue
    9

    I remember when I was bitten. Most of us try to forget that moment in our lives, but I haven’t. It stuck to me through these many years. The year ...


    Lethero - Apr 9, 2009 - 4 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Romantic
    In My Head chap 1
    4

    Ok, here it is, but I'm not so sure I like it. But I have promised myself that I AM going to finish it haha oh yea, crits are much ...


    break~my~heart - Apr 9, 2009 - 6 min read

  • Lyrics » General
    CHAOS (Death Metal)
    4

    Before you guys critt this I want to explain that this song is from a person that lives in a chaos point of view not from my. I want to ...


    lordgluzman - Apr 9, 2009 - 3 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Romantic
    Stay Forever [Chapter One]
    7

    This is my first romantic fiction story and I would love to hear on what you think! Chapter One “Excuse me, but have you seen Justin Rudolph?” I tapped a ...


    Confused.pirate - Apr 9, 2009 - 5 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    Heart of Sorrow Chap 2
    5

    The study was a dark and forbidding place. The sun at set upon the outside world and the fire created a soft glow of light against the eerie shadow that ...


    piepiemann22 - Apr 9, 2009 - 6 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    Heart Of Sorrow Chap. 1
    3

    Tom looked out the window. The bright sun had faded behind the clouds as they began to darken and fade. He sank into his old red arm chair as he ...


    piepiemann22 - Apr 9, 2009 - 13 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    An ode to a Ball of String
    6

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    Erica - Apr 9, 2009 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    I love you
    13

    I Love You I love you, More than the Sun, Loves the Moon. I love you, More than a song, Loves it's tune. I love you, More than the night, ...


    spike71294 - Apr 9, 2009 - 1 min read

  • Short Story » General
    A Letter to God
    3

    Dear God, See the midnight. It melts behind Berlin with the carrier-slaves, drawing dark seas that roll overhead and extinguish the stars. Dawn will break soon; I can see it ...


    Blink - Apr 9, 2009 - 4 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Poem for Sarah
    2

    Oh, my darling daughter how lovely you are. I will always be here near and far. Even though I am sad, I am glad to watch you grow. Time moves ...

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    charsmail39 - Apr 9, 2009 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    What She Has
    3

    a friend to shop with in the summer to tell things that dont really matter and dance with if there is no other that's what she wants a boy to ...

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    kemunto omare - Apr 9, 2009 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Destination
    4

    Destination As I walk through the wide, sweltering desert, Warm, dry winds whisper into my eyes. The sun is furious on my back, Leaving my solemn shadow tailing behind me. ...


    Lil_Pau - Apr 9, 2009 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » General
    Diary Of A Teenage Disaster 3
    9

    April 16th, 12:58 Thursday Boys. Something that every teenage girl has to put up with. Except for me. I haven't had a boyfriend in my entire life! Yes, you should ...


    Sins - Apr 9, 2009 - 6 min read


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