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  • um ... Just don't smear me Ok?

    Words and stories, tales afar, Times of peace and times of war love and conquest, battles won, trial lost, and quests begun dark proposals, writ in blood cunning thieves and ...

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  • The first chapter of my book sixty-two hundred

    Forward I stared as my home was ransacked. The Strange Ones were destroying my house! The way they moved was slow and hypnotizing; when they spoke it caused panic in ...

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  • God's children

    God's children, they are young and small, But God collects and keeps them all. When He lays them down to sleep, He keeps their dreams from things that creep. He ...

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  • Broken Hearted Soals

    Broken hearted souls, you are welcome here tonight. C rying infants who were abandoned, come You who need the love of one another, Gather under the cedar tree your home. ...

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  • chapter Two, three

    Two It was time to start the rest of my life, I thought wryly. It had been three days. Benny had been especially understanding. She didn’t talk, just changed the ...

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  • TWO< THREE

    Two It was time to start the rest of my life, I thought wryly. It had been three days. Benny had been especially understanding. She didn’t talk, just changed the ...

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  • Run through water

    rough waters under my boat never stop thought I could handle rough waters. out of my boat now under my boat now gasping for aid hang on Waisting river all ...

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  • Choice

    Out of the darkness Into the light God was the planner we pay the price When we were still young, to young to have learned we were faced with a ...

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  • The soul is eternal

    Two lovers Hearts burning, Ever dancing Snake-like bodies On they dance Until the night Leaves their wings Isolating a certain princess Singing in her tower Entirely too graceful to dance, ...

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  • Brain Storm

    I open the window. The rain pours down onto my face as I lean out. The smell of the rain permeates my room. A little space in the Fate's tall ...

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  • Heartbeat.

    boom-boom boom-boomYour heartbeatboom-boom boom-boomIs constantboom-boom boom-ba-boommy heartbeatba-boom-boom ba-boom-boomwill falterboom-boom boom-boomYour heartbeatboom-boom boom-boomwill liveba-boo

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  • Angels in Death

    I gaze out the half-open curtain at the moon. Tonight she was a crescent, so small that my old eyes could barely see her. The moon was the thinnest I ...

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  • Gifts

    You speak to me,and I speak back,but do not meet your eyes.You think its oddthat when we speakI tell younought but lies.You ask of mewhat I won't say:the secret'if's and ...

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  • mock love poem

    In honor of this sickly-sweet day, I am writing mock-love-poetryfeel free to tear it to piecesMy lover's hair is as soft as a burlap sackI stroke his armpit to get ...

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  • Cunkushion

    When I was about 6 years old, I was a very hyper child. I ran around a lot at recess. I chased others, I was chased, and I even chased ...

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  • Word pallandrome

    Come angels. Comfort and helpyour love. I Need the helpTo live. Can Nothing Life save?No.Save life,Nothing canHelp The NeedTo live ILove yourHelp and comfort.Angles come.

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  • Giant poetry assignment

    Clarity PyramidHATELoathingabhorrenceBreathing hard, fists clenchedI bare my teeth at themdaring them to come forward."End discrimination. Hate all"EthereeSweetscent ofexpensiveperfume makes mewish fo

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  • letters from home

    Com hom Alason, way mayis yawoYawo prawblay hayv ay faynsay hawsbae thau oshin, Buit way wawnt yaw byakSaw com hom Alason, Way'yul bayk yawo ay cayk

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  • Dark Angel

    Read this first. It will explain everything. rose from the water. Newborn. Again. The Darkest Pool of Drowned Souls had chosen me as its release. The release of a soul ...

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  • Dark Angel (the play)

    (Nathanial stands in a doorway made of pvc pipe. There are tendrils of gauze hanging down, settling on his shoulders. He looks triumphant. He wears something that gives the impression ...

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  • 6200 forward

    Forward I stared as my home was ransacked. The Strange Ones were destroying my house! The way they moved was slow and hypnotizing; when they spoke it caused panic in ...

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  • 6200 ch. 1

    One I sat up and looked around. I was disoriented from my recurring nightmare, trapped in the past, wondering where I was. Then I remembered. I was in the Andes ...

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  • 6200 ch. 2

    Two “It’s time to start the rest of my life,” I thought ironically. It’s been a couple days. Benny had been very kind. She didn’t talk, just changed the wrapping ...

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  • 6200 ch. 3

    Three “The house is a time machine?” It didn’t seem too crazy, mostly because I had accepted it as a spaceship. “Yes,” She seemed satisfied that I had grasped it. ...

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  • 6200 ch. 4

    Four “Shopping.” Alice looked at me blankly. “What?” “After all that, all we’re doing is shopping?” She said, “Why teach me to use the gun at all?” “It is better ...

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  • 6200 ch. 5

    Five I hate shopping. Loathe it, but it is necessary. The terrible burden of normality must be born. I had to get what I needed, but shopping was something I ...

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  • 6200 ch. 6

    Six It is quiet in my cell. Very quiet. One of those Quiets that is just quiet. Also I might be going crazy. I tap a staccato beat on the ...

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  • 6200 ch. 7

    Seven As Benny started the Tardis up, I realized that I had missed its noise. There wasn’t really a word in English for it. I decided I could make up ...

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  • The Composer (NaNoWriMo) Ch. 1

    When I was younger I saw my daddy cry, and curse at the wind. Here I am, once again, I’m torn into pieces. Can’t deny it, can’t pretend, I thought ...

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  • The Composer (NaNoWriMo) Ch. 2

    She ordered, then we sat in the doughnut shop. She took off her trench. Underneath she had on a flowy, low-cut emerald top, with a black and white patterned collar. ...

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  • The Composer (NaNoWriMo) Ch. 3

    We started booking it across the parking lot. “WHAT WAS THAT??!?! WHY!?! JUST WHY?!? WERE YOU TRYING TO GET THIS OUTCOME?!?!” I shouted. “Save your breath. We’ve got to RUN!” ...

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  • A sea of questions.

    Who breaks but remains unbroken?Who bore first life but does not live?Who is poisoned by her greatest children?Who gave all and continues to give?What is sad and mysterious?What causes young ...

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  • Unknown Choices.

    Two pairs of eyes traverse a room, and lookfor one another's face. Though they don't knowwho either is, and judge each other bythe book, they know the seeds that they ...

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  • I'm not that kind

    Such a shy little girl am I.I didn't know love could be so conspicuous.Maybe I just shouldn't have triedto find love in such an obvious placeOh, no, wait, I'm not ...

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  • Scott McMeen

    Blond curls caress my hand in my mind's eye.His deep brown eyes lock mine across the room.I blush and he does to, we're both so shy.A smile, a tilted head, ...

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  • It was over quickly

    To those of you who know me, I want you to know, I didn’t want this for myself. I wouldn’t wish this on anyone. Don’t worry though, it didn’t hurt. ...

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  • Talkin Bout My ... Generation

    we are nothing but voices. nothing but words to be heard. we are too many voices. we are not begging to be heard. we are heard. we are heard around ...

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  • Song

    My first kiss was a goodbye kiss,my my my first word was goodbye,you can’t keep me to yourself, nono matter how hard you try, OHHHHI been leaving you baby,ever since ...

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  • we are less than the sum of our parts

    Lets start this with cars. Did you know that a car is actually worth less if it is whole? In running condition, a car is worth more to the owner ...

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  • F*** you

    The odds of becoming a professional football player, (no matter what sport you call "football") is less than being struck by lightening. You are more likely to be mauled by ...

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  • Memoirs of a Side-Kick

    It's a nice day to go hiking. Overcast, cool. Warm enough to not need a hat, but perhaps later I'll need an umbrella. I am taking a break on the ...

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  • To try, Do.
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  • Idaho Mist

    Driving through the rain The clouds obscure the trees Mountains rise to unknown heights We fly through highs and lows Of the Highway, the Low way, Ninety-five.

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That's how we should measure our lives. Not in distance traveled, or time passed, or worlds conquered, but in moments... and the rush of joy—of grace—that exists within them.
— Megatron (Lost Light, by Roberts, Lawrence, Lafuente)