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Sounds like fun! ~-----~ Name: Jae Rank: Specialist Speciality: Espionage (Spying) Appearance: Strawberry blonde shoulder blade length hair, pale skin, freckles, blue-green eyes, 145cm tall, thin and

U-Underwood, Laura J.

Granted but your superhuman abilities include having the ability to write really bad novels in one day and being able to sharpen a pencil with your nostrils. I wish I ...

Banned for banning someone because they weren't online.

They slowly raced across the intersection, knowing that any sign of exuberant speed would get them disqualified from the race. That's my try, I'll see if it can get any ...

dis poem comes thirst not a word like hurst is that evin a wurd better then dat turd Now that's the worst I can think of. Writing a bad poem ...

Songbirds, Pretty li'l songbirds. Why don't you come and sing for me And tell me your tales. Oh, songbirds, You pretty li'l songbirds. Come and fly to me And take ...

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Tear it apart and correct it? What corrections. It's perfectly awesome in my opinion.I close my eyes and wait for sleep, but it dances beyond my grasp. Any dream will ...

I get the gist of this song. In the beginning you can't really get the feel for it, so maybe a bit of an intro if you ever plan to ...

Not to bade of a poem, though the flow could be better. Here are a few nitpicks. So we try too hard to understand. That we’ve wasted lives by the ...

A nice poem. I see the story line there. Don't worry about 'throes' as it has multiple meanings that someone (AmelliaCogin) forgot about. The flow is good, same with the ...

Thanks for the feedback so far. I don't write poetry that often.

Winter is loveless Cold and bitter nights of snow Yearning for Springtime

I decided to veer away from stories for a moment and wrote a poem about the path of destruction. All is lost, But losing is nothing. When nothing is left, ...