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Lyrics / Alarms
Created by MrJawbreakingEquilibrium 3 minutes ago
We’re just American Heroes trying to keep alive all of your American Dreams
So, put your life together wi
Poetry / I'm a Ghost
Created by MrJawbreakingEquilibrium 21 minutes ago
I feel so fucking dead inside. Thoughts running around an empty shell screaming bloody-FUCKING-murder. Gears grinding, spar
Poetry / Press the Gas Harder
Created by MrJawbreakingEquilibrium 30 minutes ago
The highway is endless and I’m finding it hard to keep my head aligned to the direction I’m going. My lap is ge
Poetry / Scars and Stripes
Created by MrJawbreakingEquilibrium about 1 hour ago
It’s the middle of the night
My mind is a wounded tiger
Backed in a corner
Loo
Poetry / Luv Sexion(2003)
Created by TAUTHOR about 2 hours ago
Luv Sexion
Luv for sum
wins them all heartsminds kept in
silky sweat va
Non-fiction / Suicide: We must deal with IT, or IT will keep dealing with us
Created by I_DEFINE_ME about 2 hours ago
We can’t conquer what we won’t confront. ~Paula
Young Adult / The first chapter of the kingdom under the well.
Created by josemandiaz about 3 hours ago
Chapter 1: With all his efforts.
The old man stood in front of his old book case. He w
Crime, Thrillers & Mystery / White Pines Chapter 2
Created by cyndiratz about 3 hours ago
Sweat covered Bea’s body as she ran down the dirt path. Tree branches whipped across
Young Adult / The first chapter of the kingdom under the well.
Created by josemandiaz about 3 hours ago
The old man stood in front of his old book case. He was only pretending to look at books. He always did this, bu
Novel Treatments / The Chosen - Chapter 4
Created by JaneLloyd about 3 hours ago
Sara woke to the same darkness she had passed out in and panic began to rise in her. No Sara,
Quotes / By Henry D. Thoreau
Created by tagJAZ about 3 hours ago
"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberatly; to front only the essential facts of life and see i
Poetry / Who do they say i am
Created by TAUTHOR about 3 hours ago
Who Do They Say I Am
A Black American Slogan. A Past Hymn from a movement. A Radio Played Extravagant. A mellow
Poetry / Untitled
Created by TAUTHOR about 3 hours ago
I touch her palm gently
shes medly getting edgy
readyI fight with swords as i hero
Journal, Diary, & Blogging / My life
Created by ashflower about 4 hours ago
My Life
I knew he was different the first time I saw him. His piercing eyes and his pale skin. He fills my min
Poetry / Sustento Untamed
Created by solenoid about 4 hours ago
We ate with famished fingertips
flesh boiling tender hard skin.
Felt, as hungry mouths feed.
Poetry / Powder Smooth Suffocation
Created by solenoid about 5 hours ago
You invoke memories dust covered dead
You supplicate desire silken web strong
Make my heart cannon
Short Story / Basketball Dreams
Created by robhoh about 5 hours ago
As I sat on my hard plastic chair, staring back a
Flash Fiction / Pulp Joyce
Created by pfriend about 6 hours ago
Calm, watching the yellow tunnel lights flick by, Socco Malone sat squeezed in an orangey nook of the ex
Poetry / Ode to Lydia Trangaris, June 27,1927-November 30,2008
Created by Elithian about 7 hours ago
We are but cluttered ink spots
On an otherwise clean page in history
Romance / Peanut Butter and Bananas - Prologue
Created by anya_potato about 8 hours ago
Prologue:
True love stories never have endings.
Poetry / The Garden
Created by ListenerFriendly about 9 hours ago
I stared at the pots in the Garden
Collecting the rain and th
Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Waterfall
Created by softmonkey about 9 hours ago
Waterfall
It played on Singles just now. "Oh, I love this song." (says the Bridgette Fonda character
Novel Treatments / The Chosen - Chapter 3
Created by JaneLloyd about 9 hours ago
They crossed underneath the police tape and through the doorway which had taken Colby only a few moments to open. &nbs
Poetry / My Pin-Head Girl Lost in Sofa
Created by PavloP about 11 hours ago
Where are you my dear? What a sad ending for you!
She was complicated; she broke my heart ten times over.
Poetry / Bells tell the time
Created by JesusFreak about 11 hours ago
Bells tell the time
Bells are ringing
the snow has come
Bells are chiming
Poetry / tripped and help
Created by JesusFreak about 11 hours ago
Ran-Tripped-Picked up-Handshake
He ran
He never tripped
I run
I trip
Poetry / The Pin-Head Butterfly
Created by PavloP about 11 hours ago
Butterfly, butterfly, how you make me dream of summer!
You are the smallest butterfly the world has ever known
Poetry / On a Rainy Freeway
Created by ElegantFree about 12 hours ago
how can I be happy
at 6 o’clock in the not quite
morning, with no sun or sky
on
Poetry / Day 9311
Created by Butterat_Zool about 12 hours ago
I am haunted, of late
By a continuing perception
Of the Supreme Plainness
In whic
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