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    Circus of Sorrow or The Spirit of the Circus Leone walked on, shoulders drooping, eyes down and hands in his pockets. He didn’t belong here any more, he was too ...


    Sureal - Thu Feb 10, 2005 8:17 pm

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Trapped Over 13
    9

    My Pillow is wet with tears again. Another person left behind. Am I that forgettable? Doesn’t anyone notice me? Remember my name? See my face? Doesn’t anyone want to find ...


    Auhbrei - Thu Feb 10, 2005 4:06 am

  • Other » General
    When Seasons Attack!
    3

    The tempature is 50*, the wind chill is non-existent. The sun is out and kids are walking around in long sleeve t-shirts. The month is February. The place is Marquette, ...


    nanc21 - Thu Feb 10, 2005 2:54 am

  • 6

    Alone I sit in my room with an empty bottle in my fat hand I’m waiting for a sign to get the fuck online But that "boyfriend" isn’t moving his ...

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    Elizabeth - Wed Feb 09, 2005 11:54 pm

  • Short Story » Fantasy
    Renewal of Seeker of the Blade
    7

    SEEKER OF THE BLADE Prologue War was upon these people, and they knew it. Dusk had long settled on the city of Lalthan, where men had been killing these Jackals ...


    Meshalidar - Wed Feb 09, 2005 9:49 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Life
    7

    Swirling wind, Chirping birds, Sounds indescribable for words, Sitting lakes, Rustling trees, Sweeter honey made from bees, Soft earth, Light air, More beautiful then a chestnut mare, Golden water, Fun ...


    hekategirl - Wed Feb 09, 2005 8:51 pm

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    untitled
    3

    estranged breeze filters to my heart sweeps away the carcass fills the vacuum. companionless abandoned, on it's own, it swims round without direction, without hope. unaccompanied it floats without a ...


    Firestarter - Wed Feb 09, 2005 7:20 pm

  • Article / Essay » General
    Just the Three of Us
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    “Just the three of us.” For as long as I can remember that was our motto. My mom divorced my brother’s father shortly after I turned five and from then ...


    nanc21 - Wed Feb 09, 2005 5:25 pm

  • Article / Essay » General
    Home
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    What do you consider home? Webster defines home as one’s place of residence. I do not agree with this. To me home is not just the place you live, but ...


    nanc21 - Wed Feb 09, 2005 5:01 pm

  • Poetry » Other
    Alone
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    I sit alone at my desk, Alone. The silence for a friend. My Bic pen grasped firmly in m hand, My composition notebook, The cover marred with various colors of ...


    nanc21 - Wed Feb 09, 2005 4:38 pm

  • 2

    One of the writing turors in the writing center at the university I go to suggested this book to me. It is just such a great book. I recomend it ...


    nanc21 - Wed Feb 09, 2005 4:23 pm

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Freeze Frame
    5

    Freeze Frame Hold it right here Don't push play just yet Let's just sit here a moment Let's just wait a moment Freeze Frame It's good right here Everything's perfect ...


    Duskglimmer - Wed Feb 09, 2005 3:36 pm

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Erased
    8

    I posted this somewhere else, but I didn't get many constructive comments on it, so I was hoping I might get a little more over here at the good ol' ...


    Duskglimmer - Wed Feb 09, 2005 3:35 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    More of Tara's ramblings ;)
    5

    This poem is in no traditional style, and is not supposed to flow a certain way. The important thing to me in this poem, however, isn't the structure, but the ...


    Tara - Wed Feb 09, 2005 6:17 am

  • Poetry » Other
    Night Blanket
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    Blanket of stars in a midnight sky, Shooting stars and moons go by, Swirling colors and endless holes, Golden air and drifting souls, Many planets toss and turn, We still ...


    hekategirl - Wed Feb 09, 2005 3:53 am


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