Explosive_Pen

Put your foot in your mouth, boy; You can't tell me you're sorry. But I don't care for your lies. I'm over it, over you. So now I smile, Skip ...

Okay, I was completely freaked out by this chapter. Chessie should've kicked the guy in the nuts. I bet that would've gotten him off of her. "Once, in eight grade" ...

"Since his house was just a few blocks away, I figured I could sneak inside, wake him up, and then we’d binge on vegan donuts till sunrise." Hah, vegan donuts. ...

"Five minutes later, we parked in front of The Sunrise Bakery. As soon as Avery opened his door, a monstrous, slobbery chocolate lab attacked him. The dog’s boulder-sized paws clamped ...

Loved it! It's absolutely genius. But yeah, I was confused with the tower. Care to explain? Anyway, I loved the easy-going dialogue and the suspense/ foreshadowing. Absolutely flawless. The line: ...

You got mixed up with the tenses in the first few paragraphs. Keep it all in past tense. Just when I was getting sick of the vampire cliches, I found ...

Behind The Glass Here I stare, Behind the glass, My vision so obscured. I look for truth, A meaning in my life. But yet I find nothing ; Nothing but ...

Hah, s'okay.

darko.demark666 ~ The stars aren't multicolored, the sky is. Which is why it says, "In a multicolored cloth woven out of night and electrons." And in the picture, the sky ...

Sorry is just a word, Five letters , two syllables You told me you were sorry [s]You didn’t mean it.[/s] When you told me you were sorry I didn’t believe ...

The sun’s radiation Paints the sky With bands of purple and red. And electromagnetism Hisses vengefully As pines and firs Dance in the arctic wind, Swaying in the snow. The ...

Alrighty. Let's see. I walk this road, I walk this road. Alone in [/b]my travels, travels. The light does not show, does not show. I'm escorted to the gallows, gallows. ...

In the corners of my mind Is the music, The haunting music, Of a string quartet. And when I dance On my toes, I dance to the cellos And violins ...

Hi Rosey! Wonderful poem, but a few tiny issues: The blood of life is in the movement, The blood of movement is in the dance. Each shift of an eye ...

Alright, hi and welcome to YWS! Behind the smile is a dry tear ... Dry tear? Iffy wording. Maybe try invisible tear? Behind a strong saying is a weak girl. ...