The Hunter
The antlered head of the prey turned, facing the east as the light of its life, faded from eyes of chocolate hue. withdrawing teeth from flesh, the hunter licked its lips clean of blood, and sat back on its haunches.
The Time In Between
Now is the time to make myself a new and create my own trail into the forest of life.
My guild to help people in Life. Part 1
life is full of problems that every one faces. it can be handled in many ways, like a test or a maze of only some of the ways to handle it.
Poem #61: Dance with the Music
I guess one could say that its about finding your own path in life. anyways, hope you enjoy.
Poem #42: Nothing
It is about appreciating life.
Poem #16: Life
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A Draw
Do people only care about me because they worry about me? Or do they actually take interest of what I hold myself up to be? I do not believe that what I show others is the real me. I feel like a fake; forever hiding from judgment and the truth. How can...
Stream
Feind of time unvale your testomony demon of life unleash your strife angle of death unseal your sheath time meets life, life meets death, death meats time, as we flow through the eternal stream we carry the burden **that is life
Poor People
Chance controls your life. if only people could see, that we all are equal beings. you cannot control luck. you are firmly stuck in a rut. we shouldn't judge people because of this. yet, we still do due to privileges blinding us.
The Anthro Girl: Chapter 2
It bothered me in a way; they had no passion for life, no motivation to get good grades, and no idea what they were going to do in the future.
Those Sundays
**Those Sundays** ** ** A welcoming shade slants far across the ruffled air of the stable block, where swallows wheel and nest no loss with earthen love, from poll to dock. I brush loose hair from around your girth, as you nuzzle and lip for...
A Dragon's Diary 09.02
#1 of a dragon's diary dragon life diary ok. so i might have drank a bit too much yesterday. i didn't go to the gas station to work. i just woke up to my alarm, shut it off, then went back to sleep.