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She moves me.A Poem by BlakeL79The day we met, you weren't there. I would find you, I didn't care. Next we'd meet out in the street, I drove you fast, you were mean. Your body smooth, your curves hugged mine. I loved you gentl.. |
Ivory GemstoneA Poem by Julius WhitfieldThis rock had once stayed in place A city of imbalances now covered by snows of obsession Applied the city with floods of carelessness, drowning all around it in apathy Theres a current, if you h.. |
We walk.A Poem by BlakeL79Together today we found in the fray. Craze in the cleft, now left bereft. Torn asunder, ideas that thundered. Fired minds, thoughts entwined. It wasn’t as though, we knew where we’d go.. |
What A Beautiful, Beautiful DanceA Poem by Julius WhitfieldYou came vast with no means to leave I hadnt noticed you at first, not through the darkness and certainly not through my own close minded desperation Then you appeared You showed only the desire.. |
Blogging for Bobby ...A Story by Deborah Leah Krempasomething son wrote before he died |
UpgradesA Poem by BlakeL79Together today we found in the fray. Craze in the cleft, now left bereft. Torn asunder, ideas that thundered. Fired minds, thoughts entwined. It wasn’t as though, we knew where we’d go.. |
Never a child.A Poem by BlakeL79When you wounded me, I embraced you. When it all fell apart, I held us together. Never a child. There was no youth, only responsibility. While you were free,I clungto sanity. Never a child. You .. |
You will remember me.A Poem by BlakeL79You put me away, a child's plaything. Never leaving you, only remained unseen. I showed you another world, you'd rather not have been. You turned your back on me, now pay for your sin. I purge.. |
UntitledA Book by Erin ParkeIn progress Vampire novel. Told in three voices: first person from the Male protagonist, first person from the female protagonist, and third person omniscient. |
Gutteral GrowlA Poem by Julius Whitfieldsallow, dilated sun dim to the dusk sky barter to barter conveyed by a murky claw to come on aboard this joyride pass the way of the howling chimerics and beyond the blue flames your new emplo.. |
90 Stitched Up Gladhand SmilesA Poem by Julius Whitfieldhate's displayed without the means to expiate and these bruises have been glaring out like 3-dimensional pictures on a movie screen these scars, i feel; showing me something that's real but, there.. |
mel and deb (#12)A Story by Deborah Leah Krempael and deb (Chapter 12) A Story by debileah Warning: This story is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for those under the age of 18. So far reading these letters from Mel have b.. |
The ViewerA Poem by Julius WhitfieldI watch it with anticipation hypnotic and compelling telling me you were the love of my life paid me with an intrinsic i couldn't give up now that the canopy has caved in there isnothing tosuppor.. |
Vitiligo (Skin and Victim of the Te..A Poem by Julius Whitfieldwear the flames proud 'round your arms i'll watch them glut glut like a disease engulf away pass the skin shed don't you hear it voices crackling crackling as the bones shed crackling as the .. |
broken heartA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaBroken Heart A Poem by debileah (dedicated to my son, killed by a drunk driver) .. |
Unappealing TraitsA Poem by Julius Whitfielda black mass of ignorance has loomed over me like a death shower armed with the self-consummation of your ambiguity, you shove your taste of apathy and appeal of oblivious uncertainties only careles.. |
Happy Valentine's DayA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaHappy Valentine's Day A Poem by debileah (for a contest) .. |
Searching my soulA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaSearching my soul A Poem by debileah (for a contest) .. |
No More!A Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaNo More! A Poem by debileah Abused Should I stay .. |
christmas eveA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaChristmas Eve A Poem by debileah Christmas carolers outside my window pane. Sleighbellsri.. |