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  • Poetry » Narrative
    January Mornings
    6

    Assemblages. Pieces of past lives Balanced on the windowsill. It's cold outside. In a crystal ball On a copper stand A picture of the world Inverted. The lonely man Puts ...


    antigone - Feb 2, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Bookstore Courtship
    9

    I kept glancing at him from the corner of my eyes. He was bent over the coffee table, his black hair striping over his eyes and swaying to and fro ...

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    Elizabeth - Feb 2, 2006 - 5 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Scars Of Past Mistakes
    2

    Red ringed neck, scars of past mistakes The blades mark drips Barbed-wire chokehold on your breath Pink stained red permanently An incomplete circle of regret Let it drip, cleanse the ...


    Doubt - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Lyrics » General
    Chronometer's Lullaby
    5

    I have a clock inside It tells me when to die I keep it locked up tight So no one tells my time The rhythm of the hands Follow the ...

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    timjim77 - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    KISS ME
    9

    Kiss me babe, I love you heaps. I'm not playing, I'm going for keeps. Kiss me as soon as you see me dear, Kiss me then and I'll know that ...

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    millie - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    YOU ARE...
    6

    You are the hottest guy I know, from the top of your head to your smallest toe. Those eyes of yours are sweet and kind; the good things about you ...

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    millie - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Short Story » Romantic
    A love story.
    6

    Chapter 1 “What if I told you that I didn’t love you anymore?” asked the girl questioningly, while a genuine curiosity in her delicate but firey brown eyes. Her eyebrows ...

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    Alison Arguanova - Feb 1, 2006 - 8 min read

  • Short Story » Romantic
    A love story.
    4

    Chapter 1 “What if I told you that I didn’t love you anymore?” asked the girl questioningly, while a genuine curiosity in her delicate but firey brown eyes. Her eyebrows ...

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    Alison Arguanova - Feb 1, 2006 - 8 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Maivboon
    6

    OK, first off, it's that name poem... Letters of the name are the first letters. Secondly, I'm not in love with Maivboon, my friend is. I wrote this as a ...

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    Elizabeth - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Iowa
    4

    the black sky seems very high above us. nature rolls out in all directions and the moisture runs like tears down the glass. the back seat is wide and cold, ...


    Chanson - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Article / Essay » General
    Why are kids scared of the dark?
    10

    It is the fear of diabolical apparition and unknown entity that terrorizes the minds of youths. Blind anxiety is the state that shakes them, it is the thought of death ...

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    youngblackwriter7 - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    I don't sleep anymore
    4

    Stanza 1: First off, you may wanna add mroe line breaks into the poem. it already has a little poem, big prose feel. even simple things like line breaks can ...

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    timjim77 - Feb 1, 2006 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    I am me
    7

    I don't really like it myself but I have nothing better to do so I'm posting it..critiques are welcomed anyways. I am me By the way I act The things ...

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    diamond_eyes - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Tenement of clay
    5

    Tenement of clay Tenement reaper Of the soil Dressed in charcoal felt What pessimistic views Will you enforce upon The sickle Heaven gates Is that of plastic arches While A ...

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    giant anatomy - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Jack pudding
    7

    Jack pudding Seven sleepersSeven sleepers And a copper stain From welkin ringYou love the dramaOn my psycheSo why Don’t I cry?My genetics set on Slow releaseBut my cerebrumBrainpan Becomes stoveThe ...

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    giant anatomy - Feb 1, 2006 - 1 min read


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