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Coloured candy canes hung off its thick branches. I listened to the Christmassy songs happily. Breathing in , I could smell the delicious Christmas dinner cooking. A turkey bulged with ...

I love this poem. It is a unique reflection of the stillness in life. Keep it up. In the deathly silence of the night, Shadows creep out From the closet ...

I like it. It is different for sure and funny; as well as very loyal to the team . I like the fact it sounds like a song, or at ...

Wow. Great poem. Love the intensity in the tone and how it is used to create emotional responses. The poem itself displays the talent possessed by the author, who i ...

overall great poem. The sun bearing down on the river We watch the water stand still, I want to remember The way your eyes kill. The way your eyes doth ...

He was just lying there. Doing nothing. Torak’s dad was on the hard, cobbled ground with dig marks and slashes across his face. Torak felt helpless, with himself in immense ...

Nothing more than an amazing poem. nothing needs to be changed for this to be better. I understand everything said and can identify with what you said. This is talent ...

Food, after a lack-thereof, is a powerful narcotic. My body floods with endorphins, every part of me blushes and flutters. The air sweeps over my skin in Technicolor, cool bursts ...

“I’ll stop being an evil bastard when it stops making you laugh.” I stopped laughing abruptly, and he frowned. “Dyl...” I hesitated, but his hazel eyes urged me to go ...

The dream was the same as it always was lately. Three days without a shower and even in his sleep he could smell feet and feverish sweat, but still the ...

The walls have trapped me Contained inside a void Your "wisdom" is ignorance You prey off people's fears But your strengths aren't my weaknesses Your long gaze into a lifeless ...

The only person who met my eyes on my way to the library was a boy, about 11 years of age, covered with dust and grime, hair brown and eyes ...

was waiting for it; I knew that he would come back for me. It’s not just a dream when you see yourself haunted, it is being haunted even if you’re ...

Overall, a wonderful story; cannot wait for the next chapter.I fixed the misspellings for you. For the hundredth time, Anna, I couldn’t help it! You had to move! I wasn’t ...

Tranquility was born on the 21st of September 1994 in a small hospital in Britain. She was half an ounce above being declared underweight and that half ounce was probably ...