The Dragon Lord - Chapter 3: Emotions

He asked casually, trying not to let his emotions enter the sentence. krathlor looked at the dragon and looked at the floor, pondering the questions, questioning his own emotions. he looked back up, right into the emerald green eyes the dragon held.

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Towards a Brighter Day

Every night the moonlight casts its long shadows across the world and I take a hold of the hands of those that care for me. I step through a door searching for my dreams once swallowed by darkness Though soon the skies will clear, I know that through...

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Gone

_ **Go** __ **ne** _ _In the future there lies a peace_ _Where the spirits of life meet once more_ _All dressed in their coats of fleece_ _To embark on the final journey to the distant shore_ _While darkness reigns for a span_ _Always to yield to...

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Things People Say

Haha everyone, let's laugh I'm hideous, haha I'm stupid, haha I'm weak, haha Is it funny yet? Let me continue. I'm worthless, haha I can't write, haha I'm boring, haha Well, guess what? I'm more than you'll ever amount to Because I know what...

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Birthday wishes

Each year on our birthday we make one heartfelt wish, A wish that we want to come true, But each year I waste my wish on you, nothing ever changing..., I am not wasting my birthday wishes on you, because each year that I do, You stab me in the...

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Empty Field

Empty Field He walked across a barren field As he looked up and began to yield His hand across a moonlit sky As he gave a smile and began to sigh "I've done about all i can do And done it all just for you two" He then looked down and...

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Chapter 2: Emiley

Samii looked at me with painful eyes before I could step out of the car. I did not care. I just wanted to hold his hand and be with him like this forever. I squeezed his hand and contemplated whether to hug him with my other hand. Samii once again...

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soul

the sweet moonlit night dark and bright falls still. all in its grasp they lay still motionless. cold creeps into the soul as lonesome and bitter the tears well and freeze. life a haze as the mist of loss cuts, its knife rigged and cold as it lays a...

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In Thought

As much as I can hold to hate the things that I do, I hate what I've become out of my past actions. Love has torn me apart from the inside out and broke me down. As life goes on, I start to find no point in rebuilding on soiled grounds. Consistency; a...

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Creative Writing Prompt #5: Tone

_Anger_ They were both sitting in a tiny room, bare except for the table between them and the chairs they were sitting in. One of these men was smiling cruelly. The other stared at him with hard eyes. His fists were clenched, his heart was pounding,...

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Poem #58: It

_It_ I don't have any words to say What is making me feel this way A description of my thoughts Is not available to see I can only do my best And try Something grows in my chest A thing not physical (Causing the effects of one) It pokes...

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Poem #15: Feelings

#15 of poetry a poem about emotions themselves, and how important they are.

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