Love down the street Ch.1

I'm a lone male really. i'm more comfortable with my own company, i don't have to try and please people." he shrugs "well don't mind me.

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Seven days :(

# Writed by: Batox Felis # All rights reserved © ,,Seven Days'' Seven days to salvation, Seven days of pain, Seven so long days, Before you come, I wait in big desire, I want you to be saved with you, Only seven lenghty days, Until I can feel...

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The Darkness

You walk down a long, dark corridor. You look around at your, now, unfamiliar surroundings. You ask yourself; "Why am I here? How did I get here?" only to be treated by the bitter sting of the cold silence. You try to find your way, only to collide...

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waking dreams (poem)

The lonely screams run rampart, echos of those crying, we just march to those who are dying, to war we go.

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Poem: Freed Chains

The winds of truth shatter the bonds of pain, the cries of pain's heart fade within the lone winds of existence the soul which once caged by the hidden lies of never become, let them fly from the once moral cage of broken promises...

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Looking Within Chpt. 1: The Light and the Sleeper

"The sparks always burn out in the end..." This was the last thought Diego had as he peered through the fabric wall of his tent and saw the campfire's last ember fade into oblivion. He would soon be joining it. It was a slow process for him; falling...

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The Lonely Library

The collection of books is such a sea, a play ground for the scholarly, to hold a page that will not burn your eyes, who would not give up such a prize? Despite the vastness of this mystery, and all the people who will come to see, there's...

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Alone without a mate

Oh God, Why am I still alone? Sitting in my broken home, Holding my head in my hands, They are blood red, Filled with pieces of glass, Crying in despair, I want to mate and make a pair, Someone with who to share, All my feelings and...

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School Crush : Chapter 1

It was made up of a lot of furs that he did not know at all, and was really lonely in that class. he didn't really have anyone to talk to. upon arriving to the classroom, he spotted his favorite teacher, ms. callahan, and smiled to her.

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The Cave of Lost Lovers

The Cave of Lost Lovers * * * (No one is allowed to take credit for this work apart from me. If you want to use it somehow, I would appreciate it if you were to get in touch with me first.) * * * (A very brief, dark oneshot I thought up some time...

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first love poem (poem)

walking alone in the street, not noticing you, you notice me, in the rain of the next day, i see you. just standing there in the rain. i come to say hi you say, i thought you came to say bye. no. that thought is wrong, i came...

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It had to be him - Chapter 1

**_August White_** Sitting by myself, I kept my head low as I walked through the crowd trying to steer clear of people. I clutched my books closely to my side as if they were my life, trying to take up the least amount of space - avoiding bumping...

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