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  • Poetry » Lyrical

    To touch you Is to feel the things I never felt before. To see you Is to make me wishThat I was special too. To want you Is to wait ...

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    melunderscore - Wed Nov 11, 2009 5:36 am

  • Poetry » Narrative
    A Girl Called Beast

    The skull of any animalWould be her chosen faceHailed as thrice as beautifulAs hers, now in place.Teeth like rotting floorboardsAnd eyes as sunken ditchesMAss hanging out the dressBursting at the ...

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    Awakening - Wed Nov 11, 2009 3:26 am

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    If I

    If I paint myself red will you notice me, will I be anything more than a shellIf I make a subtle noise will you hear it,or shall you simply shut ...

    uchihadrummerboy - Wed Nov 11, 2009 2:00 am

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Night and Day

    There is no difference,between night and day,day is just night playing backwards.There is no difference betweensun streaked skies.And hotness to coldness.Coldness to hot.The night is day, hiding inthe

    IamArt - Wed Nov 11, 2009 1:58 am

  • Short Story » Fantasy
    Silent Voices Rule the Night

    Hey its IR here. This is the background of a character in a story im writing. Check the main story out, its Ballad of Blood, in fantasy. Tell me what ...

    infinite reality - Wed Nov 11, 2009 1:42 am

  • Short Story » General

    Bruises By:Layla

    Layla - Wed Nov 11, 2009 1:37 am

  • Novel / Chapter » General
    Back to Square One. (1)

    Prompt 164 "Back to square one," the skinny, blond woman sighed while stuffing away all of his pictures, and everything that reminded her of him. She wondered why she had ...

    xLogan - Wed Nov 11, 2009 12:45 am

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Broken by a Melody

    This poem is about my NaNo MC. I don't really know how good it is or if it's in the correct place, but I hope someone likes it. ~peanut~Around her ...

    peanut19 - Wed Nov 11, 2009 12:45 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    striving to know me.

    I’m a lie.I am fat.I am ugly.I am nosey.I am awkward.I hate my life.I hate college.I cry every one knows me.I lie about my life.I hate being alone.I hurt myself, ...

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    strivingforlife - Tue Nov 10, 2009 11:41 pm

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    Life has turned its back towards meI don’t know what to doAll of a sudden I want to shout and screamAnd make my way through------------------------------------------------It is not what it looks ...

    Anshita - Tue Nov 10, 2009 11:18 pm

  • Novel / Chapter » Romantic
    The Vampires Story Chp.5

    The next morning I drove to Andrew's house to visit him. Drat, I thought, today's a Tuesday! The cool breeze began to circle around me as I held myself for ...

    Cassie9960 - Tue Nov 10, 2009 9:32 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    My Husband Is A Thief

    My husband is a theifHe took everything from meThe first thing he stole was my abilitiesThe ability to laugh, do as I want and even breatheBeing with him is something ...

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    jessxrawkz - Tue Nov 10, 2009 9:25 pm

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Grinding Myself Down

    My mind is reeling.I feel sick,no, twisted.Everything is against me,every force of nature.What have I gotten myself into?There's never an end to just hurts.Over and over again,it's piercing my veins.P

    Knurla - Tue Nov 10, 2009 9:18 pm

  • Short Story » Action / Adventure
    Jamie and Dave, Supertastic kids!

    "You won't get me this time!" my bro and I were having another fight, we got our guns this time and he has already shot me in the eye and ...

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    jessxrawkz - Tue Nov 10, 2009 8:47 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic

    Love in hand, ardent lovers are frequent, but devotion, Adoration, In most circumstances the limit is lust. Lust? Devotion? Adoration? Are these feeble nouns aimed desolately at ‘Him?’ ‘Her?’

    ohsorocknroll - Tue Nov 10, 2009 8:07 pm

“All stories are true," Skarpi said. "But this one really happened, if that's what you mean.”
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind