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Fri Mar 29, 2019 4:38 pm
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Terian805 says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment


New Line

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Sat Mar 30, 2019 2:52 am
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Tuckster says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I

smile
Power without love is reckless and abusive, and love without power is sentimental and anemic. Power at its best is love implementing the demands of justice, and justice at its best is power correcting everything that stands against love.
~MLKJ
  





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Sun Mar 31, 2019 9:52 pm
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paperforest says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile

so
  





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Sun Mar 31, 2019 10:57 pm
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Vulcanite says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so


that
Vulcanite Gliding over Amacratis!
Some will say that she seldomly fly's over the green room, and drops reviews were ever she lands!
Happy Writing Everyone! :wink:
  





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Sun Mar 31, 2019 11:42 pm
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alliyah says...



Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that


the
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan
  





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Mon Apr 01, 2019 6:35 am
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Fantascifi66 says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the

world
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Mon Apr 01, 2019 11:33 am
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Vulcanite says...



Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world


will
Vulcanite Gliding over Amacratis!
Some will say that she seldomly fly's over the green room, and drops reviews were ever she lands!
Happy Writing Everyone! :wink:
  





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Mon Apr 01, 2019 11:35 am
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Fantascifi66 says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will


become
Free reviews by Fanta! [Accepting!]

The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren't the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties.
  





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Mon Apr 01, 2019 11:36 am
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

line break
Maybe
  





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Mon Apr 01, 2019 8:40 pm
paperforest says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe

we
  





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Mon Apr 01, 2019 8:43 pm
Tuckster says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we


can
Power without love is reckless and abusive, and love without power is sentimental and anemic. Power at its best is love implementing the demands of justice, and justice at its best is power correcting everything that stands against love.
~MLKJ
  





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Fri May 03, 2019 5:54 pm
alliyah says...



Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can


listen
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan
  





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Wed May 15, 2019 2:09 am
paperforest says...



Spoiler! :

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen


to
  





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Wed May 15, 2019 6:23 am
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Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to


peace.
LadyBug is the best frister ever <3
(everyone please know that LadyBug's the coolest goose you will ever meet)
(this goose blushes too much)
(lol imagine a blushing goose xD <3)
  





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Thu Oct 03, 2019 5:41 pm
alliyah says...



Spoiler! :
Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing it's longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.

new line

There's
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan
  








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