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A Special Place For You and Me
I lie on the ground And stare into space The stars start to move Into the shape of a face I see you there now Looking down at me
Cindy ThurmPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWhy Uncle Why
As I walk upon this land I think of you. I think of you Crying as the fall wind whips my face. I think why? Why? You left me here all alone with no dreams,
Tiah TourangeauPublished 7 years ago in PoetsA Moonlit Memory
One little dove flying in the moonlight, to a little girl it's a beautiful sight. One little girl crying in her hands, one little boy comes and takes her hand.
Taylor CostaPublished 7 years ago in PoetsAssassin’s Creed Origins: How It Could Save The Franchise
One of the main attractions of the Assassins Creed series is its immeasurable scope, with the tantalising idea that any game could visit any place in any part of history always present. It’s a shame, then, that over nine instalments (not to mention a host of smaller titles for handheld and beyond) the franchise has begun to lose its dedicated fan base due to repetitive gameplay, the bug-riddled experience of Assassins Creed: Unity and much-hated additions like the ‘Den Defence’ mode of Assassins Creed: Revelationshave lead to the series detriment. In fact, the most recent game in the main series, Syndicate, proved unsuccessful commercially speaking, despite undoubtedly being a better game than its predecessor, Unity. What is most encouraging about upcoming addition Assassin’s Creed Origins, then, is not its intensely interesting setting – though that does present opportunities – but its guarantee of innovation for the series.
George ParrPublished 7 years ago in GamersFreckle Stars and Acne Scars
To fall in love with someone - draw them. Pick up a pencil, paintbrush or pen. Map out their facial structure and then Caress that canvas with your utensil,
Nadia MariePublished 7 years ago in PoetsLoneliness
Loneliness is weird. However, her company is not as others feared. She’s your friend even when you only have a few She’s always with you and never leaves you
Tanaka MadzimaPublished 7 years ago in PoetsStanding Up
Blood splattered on the floor, body beaten, bruised, and broken. This is how you left me, your toy... Now you're mad cause I don't talk to you,
Jessica SmithPublished 7 years ago in PoetsI Jumped
I jumped. I jumped from your arms. I jumped from this place. I jumped out of time and into infinity. Your kisses were toxic, and your touch was acid on my skin. Your smell still lingers on the tips of my hair. Your laugh still rings in the echoes of my mind. But I jumped. I had to. I had to choose myself over you. I deserve love, if nothing else. And you couldn’t even give me that. So what does that say about me? What does that say about you? The matter is, that although you are my everything, you will soon be my nothing. And for that, I am glad.
Keima RumbeauPublished 7 years ago in Poets