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Running, Running away from something, But I don't know what it is, It seems i'm running from nothing, But I can see it behinde me, As if it wants me ...
hekategirl - Feb 3, 2005 - 1 min read
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Rei - Feb 3, 2005 - 1 min read
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There's no place to start, Excepting the ending maybe, Where you're sure to feel the impact. There's no one to talk to, Except the tombstone maybe, But you wouldn't get ...
Chevy - Feb 3, 2005 - 2 min read
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To My Darling Muse Flame, my tormentor, stalker, taunter, You are just out of reach, Stretched and jeering face, I see you in the shadows, I see you in my ...
Sabine - Feb 3, 2005 - 3 min read
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Ok, this isn't finished, it's just a tiny bit of what I'm working to be a novel. I havn't had time to edit it myself. I don't mind, but rather ...
Tara - Feb 3, 2005 - 11 min read
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Random name... I had to do this for school, really is not my best, just okay. I thought it lacked depth and all that great stuff..lol.. THis was my first ...
nickelpickle - Feb 2, 2005 - 8 min read
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I've got part of a story going that I need some critiques on...only problem, it's a sequel, but I completely HATE the first book so yeah. I'd need to do ...
Sam - Feb 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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This is my 3rd peace of the Rachel, I hope you like it. The first one is called 'Rachel: Shaking' and the 2nd one is 'Rachel: Dreaming'. Please comment on ...
Emma - Feb 2, 2005 - 5 min read
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A/N: Not exactly a fantasy story, but it does touch on fantasy themes. "And some day we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection. The Lovers, the Dreamers, and me," I sing ...
Rei - Feb 2, 2005 - 4 min read
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Just a little something that I wrote in German class when we were doing poetry. The translation is at the bottom but you should try reading the German first even ...
-KayJuran- - Feb 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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The last few days have been a blur Of wine-soaked dreams, Of touches in the haze of drunkenness, A conversation where the last few words were whispered Where my fumbling ...
Tessitore - Feb 1, 2005 - 1 min read
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Something inside me is telling me to watch those clouds, I don’t know why but I do it. I walk over to the dusty window and peer out into the ...
Emma - Feb 1, 2005 - 5 min read
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smiling is the world's language, expressive joy and happiness. when you look at me, do you see the same ecstasy or a sad masquerade, a powerful distraction so nobody notices ...
Firestarter - Feb 1, 2005 - 1 min read
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she wears her blood like peach juice on her white sleeve, like the soft sponge of baby skin, creased like melting snow. i wear my blood like beetroot on my ...
Liz - Feb 1, 2005 - 1 min read
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I couldn't think of another title, so, that's why it's called Tickle-Me Elmos. Her scuffed black Adidas, inclosing numb feet, The obtrusive blue apron tied tightly around her waste. Her ...
Chevy - Jan 31, 2005 - 1 min read