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  • Poetry » Dramatic
    And to the Choir.....

    I'm a rainstorm on a sunny day, unexpected but pleasent none the less. I calculate while I initiate, contact between polar opposites cause reactions we all can be ashamed of. ...

    Eraqio - Dec 9, 2008, 10:39 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Lady Hitler

    First of all thanks a Tonne YWs member for seeding confidence in me That even I can write. I am working 12*7 a day to improve my writing Skill. Once ...

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    Emozemo - Dec 9, 2008, 8:43 am

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    To Die a Child

    To Die a Child for John Keats To die a child would be a martyr's death, Burning out in youthful blaze, Free of love, life and shortening breath And fading ...

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    DeathofaNaturalist - Dec 9, 2008, 7:51 am

  • Article / Essay » Review

    Hello! So, basically I have a friend who really likes to read and I was thinking of getting him a book for Christmas... He really likes biographies and non fiction ...

    sofi - Dec 9, 2008, 7:26 am

  • Short Story » General
    After Dark Ch.1 Alone

    I look at the clock as it ticks well as having drops from the heavy rainfall drip into the room...I remain quietly on the floor staring at the wet floorboards ...

    ViciousxMemento - Dec 9, 2008, 7:11 am

  • Poetry » Other
    my comeback poem

    UNTITLED An empty bottle, an empty sea, a whithering flower; a white page memory, fluttering away, free. Deja vu - i feel. Maybe like a 32 mm reel, spinning like ...

    The_Vizier - Dec 9, 2008, 2:24 am

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    Anonamuse Chapter Two

    Let me just say that this isn't completely edited yet, but I want some feedback. ------------- Yu Yee 1761 China I was running down the street away from the tea ...

    Anonamuse - Dec 9, 2008, 1:56 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    The (dead) Inventor's Daughter

    Hey! Just started tossing out some brainwaves on paper last night and this is what happened. What do you think? Let me know if it's worth cleaning up and continuing ...

    sokool15 - Dec 9, 2008, 1:55 am

  • Short Story » General
    You say Guilt; I say Murder

    “Do you know why you’re here?” “Yes. My Mom felt that I needed to talk to someone.” “Why is that?” I shifted my position and put my foot underneath my ...

    Shyjenn84 - Dec 9, 2008, 1:42 am

  • Novel / Chapter » Action / Adventure
    Forked (3)

    It's gory up there. ()()()()()()()()()()() It knew it was hopeless to try and explain to Doncaster why I had just asked her out with a pile of shit, but, just ...

    staplestoo - Dec 8, 2008, 11:49 pm

  • Short Story » General
    Assignment for my LA class

    So for my Humanities class our teacher is having us write the intro to a Gothic story. Gothic as in "the use of primitive, medieval, wild, or mysterious elements in ...

    Carlito - Dec 8, 2008, 11:05 pm

  • Short Story » General
    Clad in Embers.

    “Mr. Howard, I don’t know how to say this….” Everything seemed colorless, drenched in a tidal wave of a blackness that he couldn’t describe. The doctor’s face was a wide ...

    Eraqio - Dec 8, 2008, 11:00 pm

  • Poetry » Other
    Children Who Love Light

    First of all, i need this critiqued for my English class. Second of all, its framework is based off of the poem "Women Who Love Angels" by Judith Cofer. Thanks. ...

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    sodapop - Dec 8, 2008, 10:05 pm

  • Short Story » General
    Kisses work miracles

    As it said above, only 687 words. It's really kind of bad, so be as mean as possible (even though it's short...) EDIT: fixed title (was 'word' but changed to ...

    googly - Dec 8, 2008, 9:46 pm

  • Short Story » Fantasy
    Glass eyes and Ghosts

    Anna, her mother, and her two friends, Alyson and Hannah, sat silently as they drove to Anna's grandfather's house. Anna sat teary eyed and stared out at the flat landscape.Her ...

    archer123 - Dec 8, 2008, 8:59 pm

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