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    The Haunted Cathedral In the cobwebbed throat of the church’s organ, Our story is stuck, where no fingers could type Those dissonant chords into the bruised words Of endearment that ...

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    ortega_veronese - Sun Aug 09, 2009 8:13 pm

  • Short Story » Historical Fiction
    Charity's Views (Temp. Title)

    Disclaimer:This is something I've gotten an idea for. It's something I've never really wrote before, back in the 1880's in third person. It's good-ish so far, but I need opinions. ...

    KayKel16 - Sun Aug 09, 2009 6:17 pm

  • Poetry » Other
    waiting, wanting

    do not fall too far, fast and sink in black dirt i know it's soft, but ________ i love it drowns you. ____ you we planted our seedling in the ...

    Mars - Sun Aug 09, 2009 5:16 pm

  • Short Story » General
    To Reach the Prime of Life

    There was a boy. This strange boy, at a young age, knew no love. They say he neither felt it, nor understood the concept. It was at this moment in ...

    H - Sun Aug 09, 2009 4:59 pm

  • Poetry » Lyrical

    Art First light brushes through half-closed blinds, illuminating the sculpture that lies aslant beside me. His innocence is crafted in that strong, stubble-less jaw. His legs are slender and tough, ...

    Gahks - Sun Aug 09, 2009 3:44 pm

  • Short Story » Action / Adventure
    A Murderer

    My mother always told me that it is wrong to hurt people, and in a way, I suppose she’s right. It is wrong to shatter lives, break hearts into millions ...

    Lilicia - Sun Aug 09, 2009 2:46 pm

  • Short Story » Fantasy
    Captured Fangs

    This is my entry for Amon360's vampire contest. Please tell me honestly what you think, and rip it to shreds while you're at it (By the way, if you get ...

    Lilicia - Sun Aug 09, 2009 10:00 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic


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    ZakkuAlpha - Sun Aug 09, 2009 4:57 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    As I sit alone

    Feel Free To Critique! Writing this poem, as I sit alone People wonder why I'm hiding; Inside my invisible shield. I listen to the silence of the air Feeling the ...

    missjuliesings5 - Sun Aug 09, 2009 4:30 am

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    The Keeper

    colours of summer dance unseen to all but you for the rest escape in oceans of misery and waves of regret your smile of white blossoms eyes rejoice a forgotten ...

    VeraWinters - Sun Aug 09, 2009 4:19 am

  • Short Story » General
    The River

    The river roared with the ferocity of a lion. Two classmates, who had previously been unknown to each other (although Claire had a crush on George), stare at it; one ...

    Hypknowsis - Sun Aug 09, 2009 4:11 am

  • Article / Essay » General
    The Truth

    This is non-fiction, but it isn't the usual esay, a tale, a column or some event that I read in the newspaper and want to discuss it here. No. This...This ...

    lysp23 - Sun Aug 09, 2009 3:31 am

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    True Beauty

    When you look into the mirror, what do you find? Are you angry at God for the way you’re designed? You see acne, crooked teeth, and messed up hair Body ...

    luv2write42 - Sun Aug 09, 2009 2:31 am

  • Poetry » Other

    I do not have it in my heart to hate... Even if you make me crash and burn. I do have room in my heart for love, just because I’m ...

    Samsal - Sun Aug 09, 2009 2:05 am

  • Short Story » General
    Edward Cullen is UGLY!

    I'm not sure what to call this... It's based on a true story of me and my fried, but all names [Apart from Ed. Cullen] have been changes around. I'ts ...

    asxz - Sun Aug 09, 2009 2:03 am

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