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So in my English class we are finally doing something that I love. Writing poetry! So here is my poem for today. Critique it like a teacher. A, A-,B+ B, ...
HereAndNow - Feb 6, 2006 - 1 min read
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The ghost I am afraid of is the kind that unearths dark treasures with forgotten maps. i didn't like this line for some reason. otherwise, i found the entire thing, ...
xanthan gum - Feb 6, 2006 - 1 min read
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I am me I am who I am That’s all I can be The person who runs my life is me I’m no queen of Siam Or some other country ...
FaLlEn_AnGeL_13 - Feb 6, 2006 - 2 min read
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A bright red apple glinted in the light of the supermarket. Haylie smiled at it, as if it was something beautiful or interesting. She like the strangest things. Her golden ...
Alison Arguanova - Feb 6, 2006 - 7 min read
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*I was very extremely bored in Study Hall. I never NEVER write in Study Hall. That's like a rule. But today I did because there was nothing to do worthy ...
Keowyn - Feb 6, 2006 - 4 min read
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ABBEY ROAD Coming home along the Abbey Road Reading newspapers from moving cars Ten thousand holes stood weeping silently on the corners of your streets. Coming home along the Abbey ...
backgroundbob - Feb 6, 2006 - 1 min read
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Before you ask this isn't really a story but I'm putting it here because I don't know where else to put it, so if any one would care to tell ...
black templar - Feb 6, 2006 - 3 min read
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As far as I remember this is my first Lyrics posting. I personally believe that although lyrics can sound very good, just like poetry, they can also sound rubbish when ...
Sophie - Feb 6, 2006 - 1 min read
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So as a class assignment one day, my English 110 professor tells the class to write a paragraph of "where our mind is." So i did just that, but then ...
synfuLways - Feb 6, 2006 - 2 min read
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PROLOGUE Tally hoisted her backpack onto her shoulders, and made sure the binoculars were safely at her side. In the darkness she grasped another body's hand and they began to ...
~wolf_girl~ - Feb 6, 2006 - 4 min read
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Incandescence - Feb 6, 2006 - 1 min read
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Black and blue Who are we? An individual or just a medium of execution of someone else’s will or a puppet in the hand of destiny. Do we have the ...
torsa_n_muse - Feb 6, 2006 - 7 min read
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A solemn imprint of ruin locked within an echoing prison mending the fabrics of time it's stored within halls halls of misery slowly crumbling concealing secrets within the layers displaying ...
Mon Ange - Feb 5, 2006 - 1 min read
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What! A test? surely you jest Because I haven't studied one bit but I find it's no joke then I feel I might choke That I need to lay down ...
Black Ghost - Feb 5, 2006 - 1 min read
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Here I am in a giant maze. It's so hard to find a way out. I see hope and follow her gaze, to a place I only dream about. The ...
honeybee - Feb 5, 2006 - 1 min read