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ONLY ONCE....
It is so hard for me To tell you that you are the only one The one I trust, The one I adore, The one I worship, The one I depend upon, You know that I love you
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- 755 reads
(S1/E1) GRAVEYARD TALES - TURN TO THE LEFT, SECOND ON THE RIGHT
It was thirteen years ago, when my twin brother Dean and I had met Charlotte Mason, and our adventures had began. And they've now been happening almost once a year for the past thirteen years...
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- 874 reads
THE STORY OF ME AND MY LIFE ENTRY FIFTEEN
28TH MARCH, 1999,
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Is your muse heading home?
A partnership with spirit, is like embroidery thread. Brilliant strands of colour, or a portrait of a head?
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- 912 reads
Cinquain #12
Finger of God touched them violet lilies bloom their soft whisper caressing the fountain.
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- 454 reads
Cinquain #11
Rejoice at the beauty of snowfall perched on trees dazzling prism of white gems by sun’s light.
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- 443 reads
Cinquain #10
Pillow my closest mate. I walk around in it, from inside, looking out. I cry alone. The bond that binds us close is when I rest in you, and you in me - our heads on one pillow.
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- 453 reads
time
12,3,6, and nine the quarters of an hour in time as the clock spills over the counter the numbers are also lost in the hour almost simontaniously the sides combust into debris
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- 550 reads
Cure
She walks into the street standing so free when she waves her hair stars burst out in a flair her beauty out brightens the sunlight. and she shines until the day turns to night
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- 484 reads
It's about you
I feel you from afar, the internal struggle the moments of peace. See how the war in iraq mirrors your attitude, your enemies. You build a wall and then the government builds a war.
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- 587 reads
Popular Music/ Personal Music
“Popular Music/ Personal Music” if Chris is six if Chris is six if Chris is six then Chip is seven then Chip is seven then Chip is seven and Jon is eight and Jon is eight
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- 960 reads
Gland I. Ely
Mucking around with new prose ideas - set in the future, an adventure-travel writer reports back on his first week in England. First prose I've posted on here in many years...
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- 1430 reads
Weekend Party People
Sweet child in time I watch you drowning in the subtle poisons of your generation, trapped in your desperate dance to paradise.
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- 997 reads
Only Human
Do I regret having a baby young? Well, it’s complicated isn’t it? Never as cut n dried as that.
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- 551 reads
Cinquain #9
Old man fine lines of age threading their way around corners of his eyes, break into a smile
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- 430 reads
Cinquain #8
Children voices running melodies, like dancing beacons, just before night gives way to day.
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- 439 reads
Cinquain #7
Calm sea curves in white frill, as gentle, lazy waves dash against each other, playing catch me.
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- 417 reads
THE CHRONICLES OF MERTH - MER'S DAY OUT CHAPTER FIFTEEN
I sat down on the ground because my feet hurt. Sarafina stayed standing, but after a while, she too, sat down next to me. "What are we going to do?" I asked.
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- 862 reads
Blow
Room scattered with the things, that every days are made of. Rotting food from days ago. Stale curls of crisps. Her body is a centerpiece. Its skin iced, diced, puffed.
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- 2081 reads
RED SKATE CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Charlie and I both went running to Barker's cell. We were met with the horrible sight of Barker dangling from the ceiling; rope around his neck.
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- 819 reads