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I wrote this when I was ten. I hope you enjoy it! Piggy's Restaurant The place that hogs go wild for! At Piggy's Restaurant we only make our slop out ...
Snoink - Jul 2, 2005 - 3 min read
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Enjoy. Poetica Only one breath to take in the lights, we found what no one else ever wanted. Alive and well and nearly there, this reminds me of a saying ...
Ohio Impromptu - Jul 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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I hate poetry! It throttles the soul of writing And forces the words to come out Then it warps them further till they’re Twisted hopelessly beyond help. I hate poetry! ...
Snoink - Jul 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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(No preamble. Here's my sonnet) Are you sorry for everything you said, And all the things you forgot to say too, When everything got so complicated, And you said I ...
Carmina - Jul 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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a short little writing exercise... Solo Qui(Only Here) The man on your right shoulder bares his wings widely and calls himself your Gabriel (Him), all ethereal and white, basking in ...
Caligula's Launderette - Jul 2, 2005 - 2 min read
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what do you call it when another guy's arm is hugging you close, under a single umbrella, when it's pouring down? and you love the rain so you try to ...
Liz - Jul 2, 2005 - 2 min read
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Prologue: Bryant. His parents named him that because to speak his name your lips would for a full circle. He had his father’s blue eyes, his mother’s ebony hair and ...
Misty - Jul 1, 2005 - 4 min read
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My best work comes out in realistic fiction/school stories, so crit hars I wanna make this one work! I'm workin on Chapter 2 right now! School Dances And Spaghetti Wars ...
bard_of_life - Jul 1, 2005 - 4 min read
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We are sorry. Inquisitor, Zentillius, and Meshalidar have been suspended due to mendacious and pathetic behavior. Please excuse him.
Inquisitor - Jul 1, 2005 - 1 min read
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So this is the time of teenage kicks Let’s all go out and get pissed There's time to learn, and time to grow But we're not afraid to let feelings ...
Sophie - Jul 1, 2005 - 2 min read
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NOTE: If you haven't already read it, I would encourage you to read this: forum/viewtopic.php?t=1377&start=0&postdays=0&postorder=asc&highlight=summer+aint+reality before reading the following poem. -
Chevy - Jul 1, 2005 - 1 min read
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you always pray for thunderstorms the night before so tomorrow's skirmishes are a foregone conclusion your wallet is full of useless notes and a collection of slowly decaying pennies that ...
Firestarter - Jul 1, 2005 - 1 min read
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The house was quiet, still. I cry, beg to move, but my arms, my legs, are frozen. Shock encircles me. I am numb. The TV flashes silently in the corner, ...
~PrIcElEsSlOvE~ - Jul 1, 2005 - 3 min read
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why does it matter what goes on in your room on the side of the bed that no one sees? does it matter if you're alone and writing of a ...
Chevy - Jul 1, 2005 - 1 min read
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silk of different pastels hooks its sharp, roughly-cut edges into my eyes, plunging down to my irritated, scarlet core. plates of exotic entrees and arms around shoulders and bright wooden ...
Liz - Jul 1, 2005 - 1 min read