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You are the collector of my lifeA Poem by MagiCrystalIt's about how deep I feel your love.... ~ |
Dirt: A Tale of RevengeA Story by Michael CarrAfter his love is murdered and he's left for dead an ex hitman begins a quest for revenge against his former team. An explosive, violent, powerful dra.. |
TripA Book by AleyshaRosaWhen what is real, and what is not collide and become one |
SwimA Chapter by AleyshaRosaA school of little green fish swarm my eyes, than swim away just as quickly. “Well hello there…” The room spins and the fish re.. |
BlanketA Chapter by AleyshaRosaHe's here. I can feel him. I can smell his toxicity. His hands are so close to my skin"hovering moments above like the tingle of a flame before it.. |
You Cannot Mourn The LivingA Poem by FaithI'd lost someone I loved, so much. |
DuplicityA Poem by ElizabethAmBurnsCheaters dance the dance of duplicity. |
I Am The Creature From The NightA Poem by Into_The_CosmosBeware of the monser beneath your bed. |
Necessary roughnessA Poem by AngiRule over me |
RedA Poem by NyuEyes beat like a heart,feelings crowded with red."if somebody's got soul"I sway to this, singing unevenly.jumping from chest to head.watching her voic.. |
30 Day Challenge: Wednesday May 15 - Saturday June..A Story by MindUnleashed10 Minutes of Timed Meditation 1 Hour of Aesthetic Nation creative work 1 Hour of Creative Writing Tracking ALL money in, ALL money out, and CASH O.. |
RED CHEMICALA Poem by TwizzlerThe color of blood The color of life The color of cuts after scrapes with a knife Written in red Written in rage I wanna pull out my feel.. |
Bone MusicA Poem by Robert Ronnow1Last night dinnerwith four couplespoints out the difficulties in living togetherand apart. Even theson of a wealthy doctor, disdainful ofineb.. |
Extended descriptionA Chapter by alyssaTic toc. Tic toc It seems like . . . everything's in slow motion. I was standing at the sea of people bumping at my shoulders, some telling me to g.. |
One Step ForwardA Chapter by alyssaTwo |
Releasing The PastA Story by CaityThis is a personal experience that I have felt like I needed to get out for a long time now. It's basically a letter to someone who will never read it.. |
and then it wentA Poem by vision70based on a thrilling true story |
NewspapersA Poem by mackenzi_drewThe newspapers are accumulating at the doorof the closed business on the cornerand beginning to disintegrate into tiny little fragmentsfrom the intens.. |