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A stroke of blue and a spot of orange, visualize the sun and the ocean. A mist of black and a dot of white, the midnight glow reflects commotion. A ...
Chandni - Apr 16, 2006 - 1 min read
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if I could turn my eyes around and view the gelatinous fillings of my skull would it make me less of a man? common sense dictates that if the blood ...
BarrettBenedict - Apr 16, 2006 - 1 min read
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To say goodbye is hard but it's harder to not. And what stopped me? I forgot. I missed my chance, more so I miss you. I didn't say goodbye now ...
Sweetness - Apr 16, 2006 - 1 min read
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falling is the closest we've ever cometo doing something right. those words painted by your eyes were soaked with tears, ruined by the clouds, torn by the thunder until you ...
Firestarter - Apr 15, 2006 - 1 min read
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I was going through some of my stories, and I found this piece of dialogue in one of the more recent drafts for a story I wrote. Upon rereading it, ...
Snoink - Apr 15, 2006 - 1 min read
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The swans pass by as a symbol of our love, the clouds they part, hope from above. Upon the soft earth, water twinkling at our feet, the flowers blossoming, smelling ...
Sweetness - Apr 14, 2006 - 1 min read
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Well, this is sure to be a humiliating post. One of my first attempts at poetry. Any criticism and advice would be greatly appreciated. 1994. Written April 13, 2006 I ...
Shriek - Apr 13, 2006 - 1 min read
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Lord of Thunder Across the heavens he rides, In his chariot of gold; Rumbling over darkling clouds, He's fearless, steadfast and bold. Wielding his mighty hammer, Poised above his holy ...
Bjorn - Apr 13, 2006 - 1 min read
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A tapestry of green grass hair runs thick beneath a maiden's thigh, the luscious drops of golden daylight ordained with the fruits of colors, and the warmth in melodic, silver ...
xanthan gum - Apr 13, 2006 - 1 min read
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SuburbiaA storm is coming Skittled rocks on river pavement In a mesh of bloodshed hair Tongues secured in thin glass windows The blooming blossoms, yielding pears Blown in cancer New ...
xanthan gum - Apr 13, 2006 - 1 min read
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The river is flowing drifting and blowing it carves its way through earth and trees, continuing to make beautiful tangled webs sitting atop the land. The leaves overhead lean inwards ...
Revere - Apr 11, 2006 - 2 min read
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We adore danger, We enjoy fights, We crave robbers in the middle of the night, We love novels, poetry and prose, But still we could not live In a world ...
cathy - Apr 11, 2006 - 1 min read
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I haven't written anything in a long time so this isn't my best. I'm a little rusty but please crit it your hardest anyways. My life is Like a thousand ...
Kay Kay - Apr 11, 2006 - 2 min read
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Deep within my heart of love, There is a painful place, It whispers in my ear at night, And scars my lonely face. Words and phrases cut me deep, They ...
cathy - Apr 11, 2006 - 1 min read
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What good is a kiss on broken lips? Everything we've done and everything to come. I try to forgive you but how can i? your kisses mean nothing and you ...
Alison Arguanova - Apr 10, 2006 - 1 min read