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Author's Note: I don't know. I really don't.You honestly think it's as simple as that?You told her lies,To cover up the truth,And you sat there and thought, "It's gonna be ...
JustDance - Feb 13, 2010 - 1 min read
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it wasn’t four mornings that day, it was threeThree. the sun had peaked and light shunnedbut there were only three windows to be shunned one had fallenone had met its ...
winie603 - Feb 12, 2010 - 1 min read
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My soul is like a hunk of driftwood, being tossed and battered unmercifully by the raging seas and gusting winds. It cries out to be rescued, to be plucked away ...
darkwriter15 - Feb 11, 2010 - 1 min read
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Grandma climbed a tree and refused to come down.She was tired of her kids always clowning around.She was sick of being ignored and being put down,so she climbed up a ...
brokestarvingwriter - Feb 11, 2010 - 1 min read
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Vanilla IntoxicationGlassy liquor melodiesNor bronzed, rum-filled confectionsCan never fail to stifle An untamed, tremendous cravingThey only arouse even furtherA darker, more passionate lustWhich no
sugarxsnow - Feb 10, 2010 - 1 min read
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For my Grandma Bettie, with love.She worked in mills and factories, 'til the toxic fumesdestroyed her sense of smell,and her fingertips lost their feeling.Just to provide you with thebasics-- food, ...
OverEasy - Feb 9, 2010 - 1 min read
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It was a dark HalloweenAnd the moon shined brightWith just a twist or a turnA child could tremble with frightEverything that went bump in the nightAnd everything that crackledAnd all ...
WalkInTheSun613x - Feb 8, 2010 - 1 min read
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Quick note: this is told from the perspective of Shogg from the novel "Triss."ShoggA kind word, a smile- that was your signature.Even in battle, you shone.When the sun diedI’d look ...
Stori - Feb 8, 2010 - 1 min read
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Okay, so i know this poem needs a lot of work, I just wrote this without really thinking or anything, and I feel the ending needs some I would love ...
emilyleigh - Feb 5, 2010 - 2 min read
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* This was an assignment for my English class. It is based on The Old Man and the the wet ground crumbles beneath his feetHe carries a container of foodFor ...
CreativeFreak - Feb 3, 2010 - 1 min read
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We met one night,in the dark, the fear,We exchanged smiles,I held my glass up to you,played with my hair, crossed my legs, flirted like crazy.We drank together one night,with happiness, ...
Velvet.whispers - Feb 2, 2010 - 1 min read
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i. [come what may]and in the fields of st. petersburg in the spring, the poppiesclot like let blood and the fieldworker's wives sow seeds in the worried furrowsof the field, ...
Kylan - Feb 1, 2010 - 2 min read
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All dishwasher's knowOf the dishwasher's bane.It's slimy and wetAnd a terrible pain!A dishwasher's baneIs not one thing, but many.And, on a bad day,They can reach far past twenty.The bane of ...
MKate - Jan 30, 2010 - 1 min read
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Upon the illuminated stage,she dances like a butterfly,suckling honey from her spectators;she leaps into the awe of the crowd,light and eminence clear on her chin;and as the curtains sweep to ...
mSoleil - Jan 27, 2010 - 1 min read
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The Fallen AppleThe Apple drops high from a tree, what words are said can truly not be.The truth I hear is truly real, but I only hope I'll be saved ...
snickerdooly - Jan 26, 2010 - 2 min read