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Hippyhoodrat

Hippyhoodrat

2015

  • Open Wound

    In love and in pain

    • Poetry
    • Romantic · Dramatic
    2 min read
  • The House on Laurel Hill

    A house full of life and loss

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic
    2 min read
  • Damn Near Burnt

    Caution: Love is hot. Contents may burn you.

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic · Romantic
    2 min read
  • Loveprints

    How long does it take to solve a puzzle with missing pieces?

    • Poetry
    • Romantic · Dramatic
    1 min read
  • Waltz With me

    Ever been in so love, you just want to....dance?

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic · Romantic
    1 min read
  • Deaf

    I cant hear over the sound of your heartbeat.

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic · Romantic
    1 min read
  • All that you do

    Let me tell you what you've been doing wrong

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic · Romantic
    1 min read
  • Teach me

    what I've learned

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic · Romantic
    1 min read
  • Dreamcacther
    • Poetry
    • Dramatic · Romantic
    1 min read
  • Our Forever
    • Poetry
    • Dramatic · Romantic
    1 min read
  • Ignite Me

    I didn't listen when you told me you weren't afraid to burn me

    • Poetry
    • Romantic · Dramatic
    1 min read
  • T17

    i am an artist

    • Poetry
    • Romantic
    1 min read


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien