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It was a unremarkable cup in every way. It was not unique. The same cups were sold all over San Fransisco It was not in the least inviting to the ...

Mirror: Before the mirror upon the wall, A princess sits with saddened eyes, The truth’s displayed before her, But she’s preoccupied with lies. Her imperfections linger, Before her drop-dead gorge

I don't know how many of you are Christian, and how many aren't, but it doesn't really matter; all this poem requires is a little sympathy for the mindset of ...

in order to write this story i have to ask first if i can do it...its based off a game some people may not it its called finalfantasy8 and i ...

My Leap From The Lion’s Head So here I am, teetering on the brink of either my greatest achievement or my hardest fall. It’s either make it or break it ...

Drivin’ in this Land of Fellatial Screams 1-4-06 Drivin’ the world in cruise control hissing blood out of its speakers a child of my times, needle in the vein kissin’ ...

Ok, i have rewrotten this whole 3rd section (if anybody even remembers the first two)so if u like it tell me and i might continue the story. Also, i dont ...

Okay so this is my first post on this site so don't be too mean....Please ... The cup sat unobtrusively in the center of the kitchen shelf and to the ...

I drank from the coffee mug as I sat on the porch with my mother. She was growing old and frail, I lived with her, took care of her, and ...

The walls are sweating. Anticipation breathes, Rustles the curtains with Its moist breath. Darkness never falls, it jumps- It’s the light that dives, Limbs spread, crashing simultaneously Into the o

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She scrubbed the kitchen table, not so much in habit but in dread. Her back was beginning to ache, but she ignored it all, only pausing to peel off a ...

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Behold, I finally finished the poem after a few months of neglect. The Precariously Perched Pidgeon It was precariously perched,That little pidgeon of mine.For were it standing out of reach,I'd ...

She’s teaching me a lesson First she leaves me without a word Stranded inside and on a deep canyon Without a choice I have to face it all Right now ...