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Teenager Recollections 12-16-05 SteamPain! FearBlood! Anger-angst, lost-found, groping-shrieking something dark. A tune of incoherency blares trumpet-pound Pond-Pollution, but the shadow is here!-Fear
PsyLynx - Dec 16, 2005 - 3 min read
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Run, run for your life Run, don’t stop to scream No time for fear, no time to be scared There's just now, and you need to run He's right behind ...
hippyhill - Dec 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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Dear Diary, I’m just so hungry I had nothing to eat today A drop of water for breakfast Then I began to work away Dear Diary, mummy is sick Daddy ...
hippyhill - Dec 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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A broken glass I thought that she loved me, But she only hurt me I thought that we were friends, But it was just the beginning of the end I ...
jemmanuell02 - Dec 16, 2005 - 2 min read
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Much like yoha_ahoy's required english ballad. The rules: must have a set rhyme scheme (refrain does not have to follow the scheme), a refrain,at least 6 stanzas, a plot, a ...
forest_ofthe_nightingale - Dec 16, 2005 - 2 min read
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Freely Falling Object Falling straight into my head Means I've spent too much time with physics And it's time to go to bed. Dedicated to my sister.
Snoink - Dec 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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learning to breathe takes some of us a long, long time while others never learn at all. for it takes talent to find oxygen in an air-starved world; courage to ...
bubblewrapped - Dec 15, 2005 - 1 min read
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Soft and gentle snow And bitterly gelid ice- Winter's sensations. Haiku : three unrhymed lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables, respectively. Haiku posted previously (by myself) in this forum: ...
Amice - Dec 15, 2005 - 1 min read
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I am Happy Scared Loved up Surprised Not really here Wishing I was somewhere else or wishing someone else was here Probably like she once did Want and need and ...
Matt Bellamy - Dec 15, 2005 - 1 min read
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Waistland There in that dry desert, that flat expanse of thirst and want, live the empty people. They have no nourishment in human food, they drink little, laugh less, their ...
bubblewrapped - Dec 15, 2005 - 1 min read
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I wrote this for a friend. Acasia Sink the mountains, sweep the sky Dragons of the trumpet fly They descend with violet throne And all around their flames are shone ...
Natyr Lucio - Dec 15, 2005 - 1 min read
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Another joined us as we rode He was a Bard, or so he showed With easy words and nimble wit, Of which he claimed he never writ, But made upon ...
timjim77 - Dec 15, 2005 - 3 min read
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A family is a Church With wounded steeples That reach towards Luminous rooms. Hopes for mentioned Mansions lingering, Imposed on linen sighs. Limping congregations Swaying in prayer Falling onto other
timjim77 - Dec 15, 2005 - 1 min read
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(revised) this rotting place will turn to black soon. the sun has bled its way to sleep behind the jagged edges of the burnt out houses. there are union jack ...
Chanson - Dec 14, 2005 - 2 min read
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bluemurder bluemurder you'd never ever guess that the color of the sky is the same as that of murder not you, nor you, not I she never saw his many ...
Superfreakazoid - Dec 14, 2005 - 1 min read