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My name is Jared and I am twenty. I live in Lee's Summit, Missouri and am a Junior in college. I like to read and I enjoy writing.
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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Challenges of love: 9 of 252
HIS STORY This is the story of the boy who adored you. Not a cruel word spoken, no advantage taken. He will whisper into your ear like a hummingbird. Never asking for anything in return. This is the story of the boy who loved you. Who loves you now and loved you then. He came running when you needed him. And left w... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Because of God: 1 of 26

Because of God somebody died today, Believing his soul would be flown away. Because of God somebody committed suicide, Thinking they would go to heaven when they died. What can be more divine than my creation, What are the chances humans would evolve. My ancestors would move to this country, And my parents would hav... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love & despair: 4 of 48
Behind Her Eyes If I would have noticed the sadness behind her eyes, I wouldn't have tried. If I would have known the sadness behind her eyes, She would have been denied. If I would have noticed the sadness behind her eyes, Similar to mine. If I would have noticed the sadness behind her eyes, I would be fine. Look... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: New love: 18 of 159

Desire. I can feel it in my bones, it is familiar now. We spin like cyclones, there is no fear now. I am a sinking stone. I am burning with desire. I already miss your lips. I already miss the fire. I can feel it in my bones, it is familiar now. We spin like cyclones, there is no fear now. More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Yesterday's dreams: 1 of 7
Every town needs a place like Buck Rock. The elders say it is the closest thing to heaven. To our parents it represents their childhood dreams incarnate. But to the blessed children who grew up with it Buck Rock represented the true innocence of summer. A place to sit back in the summer and dream awhile. The days you never w... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Ending a relationship: 48 of 300
Clever Girl There they lay; in the red room alone. Her eyes drift away from her lover's coil. She knows their fate. Winds of spring shuffle in the window, Seeming to mock her cold intentions. She's leaving him. Of what does he know of her plans? Nothing. Only a feeling; nagging his heart. Something is wrong ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dedication to women: 4 of 22

FORGET THE WORLD I remember it well as if it only just happened, the night I felt you in my arms. "Lie with me and just forget the world." The radio sang as if it knew something we didn't. It's lyrics forever synonymous to this night in my heart. Forget the world we did; forever changing us. Later we will talk a... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Science fiction for young adult readers: 8 of 33
In walked Malcolm Read, a beer bottle sits in the palm of his hand; while a cigarette caresses his lips. It was 12:30 now and his eyes were becoming lazier than his speech. Was it fate that had convinced him that it was time to go? Or was it something else? We will never know. All that we know is the events following his aus... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I'm not the one: 4 of 13
The seasons are now blending,Her love seems never ending.Could she be "the one" seems unlikely,But to fall so quickly is so unlike me.I am a little bit in love.I am infatuated.I am one heart beat.I am not the one.She doesn't know who I was before,I can not change even for the one I adore.Could she be "the one" seems unlikely,... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Blank canvas: 44 of 140
Could I be to content? I have known it possible. To stare into the white abyss, Only to see it staring back at you. Shouldn't I get wiser over the years? Instead of being reduced to still blankness. Could I be too content? I have known it possible. Perhaps it is just not its time, You cannot C-section this creation. What to... More..