Poem #6: Cycle

_Cycle_ Death is only the beginning Understanding of Life This is not some preaching of a god Not some telling of religion It is merely the truth Death is only the beginning What we leave behind For those to learn Our bodies left behind...

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dreams of memories

The sight was bluryy at first for Scareye as he found himself in long cave with distant exit nearly beyond his view and distant liquid sound coming from the entrance as Scareye started walking towards the exit the rocky walls and roof of cave suddenly...

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Writing Assignment: After waking up from a Dream

ASSIGNMENT: DECRIBE THE EXPERIENCE OF WAKING UP SUDDENLY FROM A DREAM ORIGINAL: > My eyes slowly opened. They were half, but I closed down and snoozed. Suddenly I woke up, confused, worried, for I had drifted to the slumber I did not aware. My left...

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Recollection: chapter 1

The cold stone and grime from the floor, mixed with the metallic taste and scent of blood restarted my consciousness. Through the blur and haze obscuring my vision I could make out a light, casting long ominous shadows off looming steel support...

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Holding onto the past

Disclaimer I do not own pokemon they are property of gamnefreak and Nintendo Authors note I wrote this in about 3 hours This one is a bit more personal to me. I hope many can see where I am coming from with this short story. Editor Cedricdream A...

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Stay in my Memory

Will you stay in my memory? When I sleep Will you be there waiting? Or Will you leave me to the darkness of dreams? We had had the stars But left me with a memoir Filled with regret I want to heal The soul you broke And feel The fresh...

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Purgatory

Pull me through the cracked ice that lay beneath my feet. Let me fall with what I created. Is it not too late to turn back? Will the cracks that spread themselves around me last to hold my mistakes? I used to have time, but I waited too long. I...

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He,

Alas, he was gracious Sheltered me, while I was broken, Broken beyond repair, and he was there for me. When I needed help most, he was there. I felt prosecuted, and taken away from life's simplistic joys. Fruit, poetry, paintings, and music, A...

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Memories

_A/N: Well here I am, back with the fourth part of this story. Hope you'll enjoy this. Anyways, still don't own either Digimon or Naruto ((If I did, a lot of people would notice a few changes ;) )) And I don't own Beautiful Breakdown or Somewhere, the...

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Memories

Going Home By SkippOtter Chapter 1 Moving Out Gray floated lazily in the dappled shade covering the swimming hole. This was the last chance the red fox would have to relax for a long time, and he was determined...

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Memories

Sam and I were laughing as we returned home in our car from our little excursion. "I remember that time you fell into that mud puddle, your fur was brown for a week!" she giggled. I shrugged, embarrassed. "If I remember correctly, you fell in it...

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Memories

You know...a few years ago, if someone were to of told me I was going to retire and be married to a beautiful mare.. I would of ignored it and doubt it completely.. I was a workaholic, Sometimes I would juggle 2-3 cases at one time.. But now that I...

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