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story by MIkey Partin

Once upon a time, there was a man which lived 2 lives. His 1st life was the life where he had 3 children, a wife, and a brother. The 2nd life was the life where he was homeless and had barely any money. He couldn't decide if one is... Read more

lyrics by morgan freeman

Walkin' round here makes me remember back when I was little I don't =remember much from my child hood but I know we would come here all the time I have always been here with my sister, now she's 500 miles away she's starting her own ... Read more

lyrics by Lynn Williams

I can't make you stay If you'd rather walk away I can't make you stay But don't leave this way All I know is what I have And to lose that is to lose myself I cannot imagine, that I'll ever be the same again It's like a rule... Read more

lyrics by Lynn Williams

I was living a lie I was, trying to survive Because, I thought you were mine And love, love led me blind And I, I fell far behind I believed every word you said Didn't know the truth Couldn't get it around my head Never susp... Read more

lyrics by Taylor Miller

my life my mom my dad my brothers my sisters my body this is my life.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Read more

story by Cassie Wagmeister

I look up, and I realize it. This is it. This is what my mother and father have been training me for my whole life. The one thing they could actually be proud of. The one thing I knew I was meant to do. But I didn't know how. How... Read more

poem by Rachel Cartwright

I want to write a poem But I don't know what to write Usually I get inspiration At this time of night But I guess I can't write a poem Cause now I'm too tired But if I ever write one I hope you get inspired Thi... Read more

lyrics by Bridgette Grey

Where did our love go? We look at each other and wonder what happened between us? A love so strong promising never to be broken apart Where did our love go? Do you remember the last time we held hands and gazed at each other for... Read more

publication by John Waine

“It’s the illusion. The sadness upon our shoulders that makes us navigate the timeline, yes, it leave us sleeping awake with our targets spiked with iron and fire all over our dormant body. It hurt, it hitches, it torment... Read more

story by Deborrah Ann Stenberg

Across the quiet and darkened bar, she notices someone staring at her while she’s enjoying an ice, cold beer. She keeps herself busy with writing a new story, yet continues to glance in the direction of the pony tail, stranger.... Read more