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I Don't F**k, I Make LoveA Poem by kera moondustMy ex and I began talking again last night... Yeah. |
U Make A DecisionA Poem by PamI saw that this document had potential of being a poem, so therefore, I edited it. |
like the lovers doA Poem by Cate McgowanI've liked to Ponder Realism, when it's late And you're somewhere With Musk and Sky. And I like to wish We could swim Through this mist of .. |
you against the fun!A Poem by Laminators Dubainow come....smile...its not gonna hurt you...duh...maybe this will help...^^ |
Where The Heart IsA Poem by kera moondust=) yay new poetry. I've been feeling inspired but having a weird writers block too... =x |
Make LifeA Poem by N.A.Tired of trying to make life happen The currents steadier and stronger than I am Stronger than I'll ever be It's better and greater than me I am o.. |
A Glimpse Behind The Make UpA Poem by Kelsey TaylorI express myself through poetry.. it helps me think clearly and say exactly what needs to be said. I felt that this needed to be said. |
Black FieldsA Story by Emma-JaneThe night of Tommy and Janie's first time is something that they will never forget. |
Make Me HappyA Poem by Emily'Make me want to dance' |
Don't You Let 'EmA Poem by Healing StarKnowing I need to heal myself, I am on the Mend, again. |
How to Make the Apathetic Boy Cry (Short Death Not..A Story by RokatsuOld feels so feely |
Ways To Make His Mask Crumble - RosexNear (Death N..A Story by Rokatsu"Who hurt you?" She asked, walking up to the boy and hugging him from behind. Her touch was warm and pleasent, gentle and kind. He b.. |
7 Ways to Make Money From HomeA Book by Aurelia McNeilLearn 7 Ways to Make Money From Home. Find out SPECIFIC detailed information on what, when, where, and how to get started. Get tips from the author wh.. |
Synthetic BeautyA Poem by Mario ClaiborneA poem discussing the use of cosmetics, and perhaps why they are best not used, or at least used at a minimum. |
Making breadA Story by SoutieA small adventure into history, botany and baking. |
Great Pass: Into the web.A Poem by Footprints al carbonSpun like a fine thread, smooth as silk. Nothing like it. |