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Okay, I'm really (REALLY) bad at poetry, but I just thought of this in my head (changed it a bit) and put it on the computer. It is the way ...
Emma - Sep 18, 2005 - 2 min read
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NOTE: I'm not really good at poetry, story-writing is more of my thing...but this was just swimming around in my head the other day...and i know its not good...suggestions are ...
mystical*dragons - Sep 18, 2005 - 1 min read
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Sorry...taking this off...
mystical*dragons - Sep 18, 2005 - 1 min read
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Chapter 3 Oh, I can’t stand this any more! Thought Emily desperately, pulling her shawl around her and quickly running up the steep steps to the door. Surprisingly, it was ...
Boni_Bee - Sep 18, 2005 - 4 min read
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I'm not exactly sure where this should go as it seems it could fit under dramatic poetry also. And it's probably a bad poem to use for my YWS debut ...
*singsoffkey* - Sep 18, 2005 - 1 min read
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Looking back now I can see you and me, How wild and free we were, Just thinking about how we use to runaway, Put’s me back on this high that ...
Camaro_Chick05 - Sep 18, 2005 - 1 min read
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Chapter Fourteen: I was just about to blow out the candle on my nightstand when there was a knock on the door. Strange, I thought. No one ever comes to ...
Kay Kay - Sep 17, 2005 - 16 min read
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(P.S. when i say "gorillas", i mean "guerillas". . . play on words ) On The River Styx It will end the way it started; a noise that no one ...
Eleanor Rigby - Sep 17, 2005 - 17 min read
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I wrote this for a writing group I'm a part of, and I like it enough that I think I'm going to keep going with it. If it doesnt fit ...
Lilac_Wood - Sep 17, 2005 - 10 min read
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I finally finished up chapter 1 and yes I know it's short... CHAPTER ONE“Kitten,” A voice whispered in her ear like a soft breeze on a warm summer’s day.The woman ...
Darkmoon158 - Sep 17, 2005 - 2 min read
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This is my weird poem, I posted it because I only just wrote it. I think it's ok My banana My banana is not yellow. It is grey, shrivelled and ...
Whatsarahsaid - Sep 17, 2005 - 1 min read
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pendulums of emotion swing above mahogany fireplaces with chimneys to let the steam out and firewood to keep the cauldron boiling; I've pulled out too many petals over you. drowning ...
Firestarter - Sep 17, 2005 - 1 min read
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[pre]Myro is the land of beauty, magic, peace, and a great sadness. The current year is 1374. The land has been at peace for the last 170 years. In the ...
MDJ182000 - Sep 17, 2005 - 7 min read
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I liked the last two stanzas. Nice poem.
emotion_less - Sep 17, 2005 - 1 min read
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Last night: a palm of crushed-up Prozac and a throat heated by tea. This afternoon: a black folder polluted with words staining stanzas. You’re the maestro, as you pluck away ...
Liz - Sep 17, 2005 - 2 min read