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urbancheetah

  • Other Poetry Re: Beautiful Disaster

    She’s sitting on the dark and dusty floor The bathroom stall is filled with the hate inside of her But this doesn’t help so she lies to them Those compliments ...

    Aug 17, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Cursed

    **thanks to all who commented on my spelling and grammar issues. I've hopefully fixed them all!** "Come to me now" Her heart's whispers blow through the misty coldness. Quickly and ...

    Aug 11, 2011


You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into… the Twilight Zone.
— Rod Serling