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- Wake-Up Call at allpoetry
Far too long
Been under the clouds - Of Frost at allpoetry
I give up on you
Starting life anew - Start Living at allpoetry
Sometimes it seems
All I've got is my dreams - Crawling to a Villian at allpoetry
If you break someone's heart then come crawling back, you never know what you're crawling back to... - History at allpoetry
So here I am once again
Here now alone I stand - [ Soooo... ] at allpoetry
Soooo...
When the sun comes to rise - ...For Me at allpoetry
Found out the lies
Planned a reply - ...For Her at allpoetry
Thoughts racing
Too many to write - Dear Father (Not done yet) at allpoetry
I'm writing this to you because it is the only way I know how to get this out. Your hands have for years been stained with the blood of me and my sister. Yet you live without guilt or remourse for what you've done to us. I - Busting This Ghost at allpoetry
See, this pressure’s too much
For my hands to bear - Poem in the Making at allpoetry
Working on it! - Work in Progress at allpoetry
Please do not read yet - Return at allpoetry
Yes, I'm back! And I come bearing gifts for you all in the form of advice, personal experiences, a new RP project I'm working on and, as always, a nice heaping dose of truth. So let's get started, shall we? - [ ::It was winter now, which meant that the ground was frozen. Just outside of a cemetary, leaning on one of the stone pillars at the entry gates, there stood a young man, about 21 years old. With brown hair hidden by a blue knit beanie and brown eyes h at allpoetry
::It was winter now, which meant that the ground was frozen. Just outside of a cemetary, leaning on one of the stone pillars at the entry gates, there stood a young man, about 21 years old. With brown hair hidden - I Love The Way at allpoetry
I love the way I bleed because of you. Then apologize for spilling my blood on your shirt. - Age Becomes Him at allpoetry
Not finished, but you are welcome to read. - John's War at allpoetry
In recent days, my head has been messed with a lot. I can see my father testing me in so many ways, I must admit it amazes me. There is certainly no lack of challenge when he is around. But so far, though, I - Son's Moving at allpoetry
About a son going off to college and the parents having seperation anxiety. - [ For a brother. ] at allpoetry
For...
All of you - RPers unite! at allpoetry
I've just recently gotten word that the moderators are thinking of banning RP completely from AP and outsting anyone who goes against it. They're only debating the topic now, and they aren't taking action yet. Whi - Rantings at allpoetry
First off, I want to apologize in advance to two people in particular, whom I’m most likely going to offend with my “Current Events” portion of this write. Y’all know who you are. Another sleepless night… - ...In With the Young at allpoetry
::A young boy awakens from a disturbed sleep. It was that nightmare again. That same nightmare had been plaguing him for some time now. A mechanical man was chasing him with a metal baseball bat. His light b - Out With The Old... at allpoetry
::The rain had soaked his white T-shirt and glued it to his skin. It had turned the dirt into a slosh of mud. The rainwater dripping down his bangs and brow mixed with sweat and sore hands as he continued to dig, - This Is the Sh**... at allpoetry
This Is The Shit... / That you just think of doing. You know. At about 23 minutes to 3:00AM. Laughing about it until 20 to' while looking for something to watch. And then settling to...was that Eddie - John's Journal: 2 at allpoetry
::Mike's voice can be heard over an intercom being led into the soundproof room. Empty except for a microphone and a stand to set pap - Journal: (Date-N/A) at allpoetry
A telling of recent events and recaping things of the past to see just how bad things really are. - Johnny Thorne's Journal: Day 1 (not done) at allpoetry
Yes, Caroline, it would seem to be true, what you and Mike had talked about. And no, those to whom he addresses his "readers", Mike i
