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  • Untitled

    Hi everyone! While looking through my work, I stumbled upon this poem i origionally wrote about a year ago a an attempt at writing a song in the style of ...

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  • The Gold Watch (chapter 1)

    This is a story that came to me just a couple days ago. I really don't know where I'm going with this, but I think it's a good opening chapter ...

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  • Love

    There's a letter opener with my name on itI tossed it in the trash last nightTrash is what we normally filter out when we speakYou don't know me Nobody knows ...

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  • After Reading the Revelation

    The beat of the song, how I wanted it to be sung, and which syllables you put emphasis on might be confusing, so just post here if you want me ...

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  • The Gold Watch (chapter 2)

    For anyone who has been waiting for my next installment, here it is. I think that you will find this a much easier read than the first chapter.-Alex(1) “So how ...

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  • Gone

    Every so often, she gave me a smileand her blue-green eyes wouldcome alive and make me forget about everything elseShe was beautiful; living proofThat there is a God.And I guess ...

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  • Today

    I looked into her eyes and wrapped my armsaround her waist. I was hundreds of feet in the air.She came in closer to me and locked her hands together behind ...

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  • The Journalist

    Well, I have to say that this is my first written work that I'm proud of in a while. Enjoy and criticize, but be mindful of the rating.“Maybe all one ...

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  • Maggie: A Love Story (Prolouge)

    The strides he took from the stairwell were subconsciously quick and silent, weighing down with each pace the faded boards, stiff and decrepit underneath his soles. Still, the flickering chandelier ...

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  • Opus 7

    I met her that dayCold, windy, a breathsucking life from my lungsshriveled at the sightBeautiful, majestic, on a throne of grey-black pavementwearing a smile between herwet, kissed cheeksSunlight stri

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  • The Crows

    “Won’t you come here, love?”“Sure, love.”Eugene silently paced his way from the kitchen to his bedroom, mail in hand and still wearing his black leather shoes and grey suit. A ...

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