Oxymoron

It's a glass half full But that seems to be the problem here It's a glass half full But it always feels like there's something there Out of sight, out of mind, I just hope you do remember me, Absence makes the heart grow fonder, But that...

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Run

The sun started to set. Yellow, orange, pink, and red filled the sky -- red was the predominant color. Wind could be heard. _Whoosh._ It feels crisp. The snow twinkles in the dying light. The silhouettes are growing. Snow flits about the...

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Leaving Noise

I waste time, staying silent -- not wanting to say the wrong thing. I don't know what to say or do, so I hide. I hide because things are not right. I hide from this person who says they're changing, so I pipe down, and stop running. How... How am I to...

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Evanescent Laws and Norms

The little cub looked around him. He was confused. He didn't know where he was. He didn't know what happened. This terrified him. The fact that he found himself here, out in the open, made him feel vulnerable. He wanted to disappear again. It was too...

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9 Crimes

The cold October rain splatters across the colorful visage that the streets wear. He adjusts the collar of his coat, trying to prevent the cold from getting to him. Wind swirls around the street lights, cars, and anyone outside, trying to whisper...

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The Ocean

With a heavy heart that I hold dear I must try and lend an ear The dove that used to tell me why Has flown away into the night I wondered why I was here and why I was scared But that faithful dove has went as feared No I'm here and my heart is...

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The Good That Won't Come Out (Pundamentals #2)

The Good That Won't Come Out, by Vye Riosaki Dear Friend, I don't know you. I don't want to. You might be like them, just going with the rapids and ripping out the rocks. You might drown me. Drown me with your indifference and your sympathetic looks....

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#deep (Pundamentals #1)

The winter nights in the summer evenings are things rarely felt. The feel of the cold seeping through your warm flesh when the water is warm. The feel of fear is something you'll always know. There is no such thing as a fear you've never felt. I...

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Banana Pancakes (Summer Adventure 2014)

The rain pattered softly against the porch roof. It pittered and pattered quietly, as if Mother Nature was slowly watering the world. The sound alone was music to the young lizard's ears. The sound of rain always calmed his mind down, especially when...

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Poem1.

You smile, you laugh, you say ILY You hug, you sing, you reach for the sky, With a simple flash, a memory is frozen. Your smiling and your happy, ... ... At least, that's it means to me. Behind your little smiling photos, Behind the words you...

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Walking Around

The light boils down to a point where I find a penny. I take it and walk along to see that I find myself in a room. It has dust floating about and I have no idea why I'm there. I try remember, but it is for naught. So, I shrug and go on about my...

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A Tale of Fall

It took a short moment to notice it, yet, to the little one, it seemed like an eternity. Never such a sight was beheld to the small possum, so this was beauty in all its glory. The brown leaf fell and slowly floated down, dancing and flitting about....

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