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  • the dead bride walks down the isle...once more

    Her dreams have come true and she puts on her wedding dress made in smooth silk, her eyes are covered by a net veil and in her hands she holds ...

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  • why question God's will?

    Was it his paints that were placed in a simple wooden box? Possible. Was it his sheet of paper? Perhaps. Was the magic in his simple brush? Most probably. That ...

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  • secrets

    There are many things in this world that are unknown to many and so they are named the term secrets. Secrets are those words that you say to the most ...

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  • possessing the 4 elements

    I was nine when I discovered the truth. It was a cold rainy night and I was running home because I was very late. My exams were near and I ...

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  • light the torch

    A world gone by is a world found newA change of time is a change of HopeA decade, a century, an age gone by,Leaving behind a Torch forlorn.Dawn breaks on ...

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  • the tale of the tale that was not to be told

    this tale is about a tale that was not to be told. lol. its made up so i just wrote it so it can be liked and featured. even if ...

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  • My Last Day...at school.

    The blazing sun rays hit my face. It was the last day of June and tomorrow my freedom was going to start. I was sad because today was my last ...

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  • Unhappy almost 15 (part 1)

    This story is in parts and its' all true as the story is basically a tale of my thoughts compiled before my birthday. The last part would be posted on ...

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  • Unhappy almost 15 (part 2)

    3 December 2011I flexed my frozen fingers. For the past few days it had been really quiet around the house...well at least for me it was really quiet. Six more ...

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  • complications

    Always remember That I'm there for youNever Forget That I Love youThat's obvious that we can never be togetherBut still we have ALOT more to Gather...Whatever we've done...Huff or puffIt ...

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  • You

    I'm standing alone againand singing this song once morethere something missing this timei just doesn't seem right...once more i'm standing in the colddreaming of your hold, thinking how your fingers ...

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Turn your demons into art, your shadow into a friend, your fear into fuel, your failures into teachers, your weaknesses into reasons to keep fighting. Don’t waste your pain. Recycle your heart.
— Andréa Balt