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i am making my characyeter, am in scar's pad if u wqnt to join >.>

expect revival shortly; century inc. is working hard to ensure people get their desired outcome! in the meanwhile, please feel free to read one of our many poetry pamphlets.

i will be in the pad

ugh i'll put something here soon. tl:dr world in danger, people have magic

i return with a longer, more thought out post while i agree with @LadyMysterio and @Kaia about younger writers seldom being harder to read in literary works, i think that ...

sigh, chi, i have a feeling you know what i'm going to say. i looked so forwars to seeing wheew you went with this and UGH you are so amazing. ...

SOUNDO MIND! OH MY GOSH THIS COLLECTION OF SONG POE.S AN DPEOEMS FBEBHSVSHS. YOU GAVE ME A WHOLE MEAL BECAUSE WHAT WAS THIS I CRIED AND IT WAS AMAZING. anyway. ...

the return of the california gothic goes hard mesh!!! ugh #6 is such a beautiful line. and thw CLOUDS?? love l0ve loved tour whole thing

xv. the last summer tryst the run and jump of childhood start/stop which is more like pick up/put down, we are unified by the season, our sweat pooling between our ...

xiv. phantasmic glory darken the memory; make it our last beautiful moment because it is all fleeting and far away. it is far too soon to jump to memory as ...

xiii. come mo(u)rning, it all shall wash away i sense that we, (spirits) have no place here. our ceremonial cre(m)ation is foreign, our rememberance of which is gone now is ...

xii. death is life, is death. rot is inevitable for the dark oak forest. eating away, slowly. and yet in this slow, brutish death, the oak is never older. it ...

xi. beauty & pain i think. i want to. become something. then aren't you lucky life gives us the spirit of becoming caterpillars climb trees and leaves in the hopes ...

x. may be something about change maybe the words aren't here yet but the idea is. i am always seeking a hidden meaning; the second definiton of "home", a new ...

viv. summer light, autumn darkness bright blinding rays cast down my face: it is warm here. too warm to be called a home. i kick up the dirt like it ...