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The Love of a Porcupine On a brisk spring morning, around the hour of 6:00AM, Mo the porcupine woke up and decided it was time to start taking his morning ...
JStewart - Jan 24, 2007 - 2 min read
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I decided to take the ideas of some people and mix it in with my own writing. Enjoy. The sun rises over the mountains, a ray of hope shines. Life ...
piepiemann22 - Jan 24, 2007 - 1 min read
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We were in it too fast. Our brakes started skidding, I'm holding onto you. Your face won't stop spinning. We were out of power, Out of mind, and desire. Floating ...
moosiegirl - Jan 24, 2007 - 1 min read
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Ok so this is really rough, I'm not too sure where I'm going with it but give me as much advice as you all can I really need it, thanks ...
Kasie - Jan 24, 2007 - 2 min read
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I attended my funeral that year, the summer sweeping across the open space where they laid my body and I watched. I remember being barefoot, watching from a distance, blinking ...
bloodredsnows - Jan 24, 2007 - 8 min read
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Hi, Jus wrote a small story.. Reviews and comments invited.. Need to know how i fared in my first attempt. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Time f
BleedingHeart - Jan 24, 2007 - 5 min read
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Hi All, Just wrote a small story.. Need some reviews.. Maybe im hopeless maybe im an ok kind. Please gimme ur comments on this. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Time for you to go ...
BleedingHeart - Jan 24, 2007 - 5 min read
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>removed for reasons of a broken heart
gyrfalcon - Jan 23, 2007 - 1 min read
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Pain,Anguish, lost in the darkness. I,ve lost you. I don't know you. Who are you? Killing in cold blood.Go away I don't know you. You may look like him and ...
EstelPax - Jan 23, 2007 - 1 min read
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I hardly think this is the best poem I've written, in fact I wouldn't be hurt if some said it was the worst. I might also have been navel gazing. ...
Emerson - Jan 23, 2007 - 2 min read
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Why did you turn? Why did you let me burn? Why did you go? Cause I love you so. Who are you?
EstelPax - Jan 23, 2007 - 1 min read
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Whenever I'm on his bed, With your old black hat hanging on my head... I see you with Angie every day. I want to mend my heart, make it go ...
moosiegirl - Jan 23, 2007 - 1 min read
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Azure irises curve the length of the world, glinting wonder cascading down in colors that evade the artists’ palette. Wild and untamed, bent from strain; his feelings soar with eagles ...
Cameron - Jan 23, 2007 - 1 min read
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I'm not the kind of girl, Who wears pink and plaid lined classics. I'm a smother red or cherry, Covered by a bomber's jacket. Im not a that teacher's pet. ...
moosiegirl - Jan 23, 2007 - 2 min read
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If the pen could capture the sound of your voice, would it draw the sky for me? Moon and Sun? The sky as seen from a Babel unfinished, gray light ...
Fand - Jan 23, 2007 - 1 min read