Meet Maya Yoshino, an angel. Meet Daisetsu Deguchi, a devil, they don't know it though... If they have to work together for a schoolproject what will happen? Be prepared. Written by Frail.Wings.Of.Vanity and Silencia

I live on the other side of the fence, and I'm there at every birth, wedding and funeral. I'm the one who knows you best - I'm the skeleton clad in black, the gloomy angel - I'm death personified, and I don't take bribes. And this, this is my journal.

What they say about sticks and stones is wrong. Here's the true story...

to your new world.

players, play hard.

hell froze over.

underneath it all...

Ten short words that may change the way you see today.

A short poem expounding upon the nature of a hole.

A response to Thenardier's "Aquarium".

A twist on the Valentine's Day classic.

response to Leaves of Labefaction's haiku "Tattoos".

I promise I'm not a stalker...

Taking the metaphor out of common sayings.

In a world on the brink of warfare, one mysterious woman is stuck with the task of saving it. hints of femmeslash

Lyric-y. Angry. Only for a mature audience.

this jaded relationship..

some more false hope.

A teenage girl is dead and trapped on Earth in her old house with unfinished buisness. She meets the boy from the new family that moves into the house and falls in love. Will they be togeather till the boy joins her in eternal death, or will she move on?

it was hidden.

...

Come here and justify your paranoia. The voices can't help you, but I can.

and the rain creates it's melody.

nothing ever can belong only to you.

on the outside.

but i know you like to dream.

god you look skinny... and i truly smiled for the first time in a long time.

here goes nothing.

so who's the liar?

of self-destruction and warm blood.

who do you think of when you hold me?

you can live for eternity if you just close your eyes.

nothing is what it seems

lying is for cheats

so you must be another fake.

done with letting you walk all over me. 3 haiku's.

it keeps getting harder to watch the news.

.. off the beaten path i'm nothing.

we never get what we wish for..

.. burning away tonight.

From an ocean emerges a dark solace.

.. apart, i'm alone again.

... open your eyes, we live in a real world.

.. i'm trying hard to mean it.

.. who said rain was beautiful?

.. an inhale of life like i'd like everyday to be..

... glad i didn't tie that with a promise..

never a new routine, never a new facial expression, never a cry for help.

.. and i'll look at it today...

.. shattered but we'll just never go back together correctly..

dreaming in the rain...

Bold phrases scrawled across years of happiness and sacrilege.

The sun breathes blood.

One of a kind..

On blackberry nights ... My first post in a long while.

Some people just don't know when to stop.

It is...

Arula, a nation ruled by relgion, and Diran, a nation ruled by science, have been at war for 2000 years. When the princess of Arula is captured and rescued by a pair of thieves the line between good and evil twists and not everything can explained by scie

anti-homophobia. exercising my right to go to Hell.

Story in Poem format. Samantha is the girl that no one see's, except for Darren, the Prince of Football. When the rumors begin to fly and Samantha is sucked into a world that she's not ready for, what can she do? R&R please!

Story in Poem format- Mimi, a girl in an abusive home, meets Kyle, a boy who cant help but help everyone around him. She tries to push him away but does it work? that's for you readers to find out! Please read and review!

3 paragraph haiku, written because the only thing worse then being is trapped, is having to be controlled by someone else well being trapped..

We all make our own attempts at wings, no matter who we are or what form they take. Please, I'd like to hear some opinions on this poem.

Whoever said life is short obviously never looked at a clock..

Warning: Haikus about cutting. If you don't like that, you can tell me. Just don't flame me. I kind of like these ... I hope they mean something to you.

Deliquescent: Tending to melt away or dissolve, like everything good in Acanthus' eternal life. So he's chasing his one chance of happiness across the world, but when the vibrant, emotional ex-heroin addict Danielle joins him, things get more complicated.

The misadventures of an authoress in love, and how the irony gods love to make her miserable. Autobiographical.

Love isn't the only thing we make. Full title: "The Egyptian Cotton Symphony Orchestra Proudly Presents The Letter O"

Just a haiku. my first one actually.

The music in me. Short story.

Gideon, a member of an organization that restored order to the world after a devastating plague, receives a visitor that thrusts him into a forgotten past to finish what he started. R&R please.

How does the world look through a child's eyes?

Inspired by the song Breakdown, by Breaking Benjamin. I let the rain be my heroin, injected it straight into my heart ...

Ozzy lives in Las Vegas. Ozzy has no father. Ozzy drinks teh pain away. Ozzy doesnt want this life anymore.

Kind of like a Trekkie, this guy is obsessed. No, he's part of the Final Fantasy X world. What will he do to be like his idol, Auron?

Two Haiku's one on a boy the other on a girl, like a minature story on their lives in haiku form..

There is a fine wire between white and black death and life, chaos and order, art and science and it is so very easy to misstep, to freeze, and to fall... Complete.

references to selfabuse. My muses, my self creation. Me.

A Victorian Era serial killer, in an asylum, confesses his sins to a priest. Please R&R.