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its not easy being me never hearing the sounds of glee being mocked and foiled have only brought me to a state of toil the calls the chants a seed ...
photoboothx<3 - Nov 2, 2006 - 1 min read
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reasons why i feel this way reasons why you came to stay reasons why i never knew deep inside your really crude what never came to speak again was what ...
photoboothx<3 - Nov 2, 2006 - 1 min read
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I prowl the night Waiting. I am not cruelty; I am not greed. I am just death. I do not take What is not mine. I do not cause hurt ...
carelessaussie13 - Nov 2, 2006 - 1 min read
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Another old peice of work....reading though them is like, wow....I thought that was good? Modern Marco When Marco Polo was six years old, His Father, Niccilo and his Uncle, Maffeo ...
valeriejcz - Nov 2, 2006 - 4 min read
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Corny....It's funny! I wrote it like three years ago and like, wow, this is deep. Rainbow of Life The first stage of life is the yellow stage, Where your feelings ...
valeriejcz - Nov 2, 2006 - 1 min read
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This is the first in a four book series of which the first is completed (in its 3rd draft.) It's 200,000 words long, and I'll post it a few chapters ...
doubt_all - Nov 2, 2006 - 35 min read
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So, I haven't really posted anything other than the little welcome forum 'hi, my name is' thing, but I feel obligated to post something else so here's a little, amusing ...
doubt_all - Nov 2, 2006 - 4 min read
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This is something I wrote whilst considering the flipside of teenage angst-ridden rebellion. Warning: contains Alcohol & Anarchy TITLE: It’s the little things in life… The man to Travis’ left, ...
chuff88 - Nov 1, 2006 - 13 min read
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CHAPTER 1 – The Thief’s Torture A thrash of power cut through the skin on Jazool’s left cheek. He stumbled backwards and clutched his face, feeling cold blood on his ...
Swires - Nov 1, 2006 - 22 min read
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The Reaper has visited us this day. His scythe has taken our companions, our friends. Our brothers. The Grey Blade has fallen this day. The Reaper's scythe has taken his ...
Ego - Nov 1, 2006 - 3 min read
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In the black of the night, nervously she slept, waiting for the Devil to come. when he finally came, they danced into the dark knowing they would never return. He ...
in_too_deep - Nov 1, 2006 - 1 min read
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(first poem for a while, here goes nothing...) Screwing with my systems, Messing with my mind. Desperatly I search, A cure I try to find. It fills me full of ...
Tassen Spellbinder - Nov 1, 2006 - 1 min read
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~ 1 ~ As the ship crested the next wave, the crew rushed to man the oars. A wave crashed up the bow of the ship, then ran across the ...
shadowphoenix2580 - Nov 1, 2006 - 7 min read
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The moon’s belly hangs low, scraping glass cliffs and the leaf-wreathed wind softly strokes the pregnant, pockmarked skin. Read the entrails in the maria and conjugal craters: This is his ...
Fand - Oct 31, 2006 - 2 min read
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Don't go too hard on me this is my first post -------------------------------------------- Am I desperate in this world of ours? I always look up to the stars And they shine ...
judi_patootie - Oct 31, 2006 - 1 min read