Under the blood moon- LIving in the moment

I sat in my car for thirty minuets before i actually turned it on. I still didn't feel like going to school but they were bound to send someone to find out I wasn't dead seeing as i wasn't in a hospital or on vacation with family. I was still feeling...

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The Beginning of Fall

"Home." It was all he could think about the last two weeks. It had been a long business trip in Paris and he did manage to make the sale, but it was the thought of home, and the thought of Karen that kept him going. "90 Marker Avenue,...

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tigers on the brain part 6

Same thing as last chapter, gay stuff, and leave comments and vote plzzzz ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Gale- I started to lazily open my eyes to be greeted by a blaring sun on my eyes. What...

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A Waking Nightmare

I sit in the darkness My elbows on my knees I stare at the ground As it's useless to look around For all I will see Is the dark that envelopes me A moment later I change my mind And I look around To see what I will find But all I see is...

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Leon's Poem

Leon's Poem Everything is manufactured, Life has become a satire for emptyness, A series of fabricated events that repeat, From one person to the next. Nothing is original, Nothing will ever be original, Except maybe the person reading...

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Unlocking Doors pt 1

The dog--a black dog, an average height, brown-eyed dog--stood in the middle of the room--a large room, circular--, backed into a corner. In the midst of the crowd, he stood by himself, alone. He exchanged pleasantries, hellos, greetings with the...

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Tragedy

Tragedy _January 28th, 2009_ A faint smile was on my face, a sight no one usually got to see. It has been so long since I have been so care free. The future seemed so much brighter; everything was slowly falling into place. This warm feeling,...

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The Rain

I'm depressed, its late, i can't sleep, and my whole area is flooded. my heart goes out to my mate, not a day goes by i don't think about you. what you read here is not quite a story, not quite a poem. it's just...or will be a fragment of my past.

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Poem: descent into madness

This is a piece of poetry i wrote once while depressed, if i get enough feedback i might consider uploading my other poetry as well, and dont worry none of them are as moody as this one, im more of a love poem writer :p i lay in bed another sleepless night

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Pokemon The Windshifter-Prologue

This is my first story...its pretty short but its just the prologue...i want to know if people wan't more before i start writing more...if you think its good and i should write more then say so...I'm probobly going to write chapter 1 anyways...this...

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I miss you

A distant drum within myself, that beats without repute. Your voice a whispered symphony that wakes my heart, once mute. A dream that shall unburden me from wounds dug deep inside. A face that haunts my memory, two worlds that must collide....

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Falling

Falling This rush This speed What is this? Am I falling? All the way down into the depths? The darkness is here It always is I am sinking Slowly Watching myself fail What do you think? I try You don't seem to...

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