Fr-ended...

Fr-ended... Before I go father than needed, let me explain To be as one can, is expected with some amount of pain Struggle is a word spoken in place of frustration Though many a time, the definition is re-written from ones own hesitation Had a...

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*poem* Poet's Block

POET'S BLOCK For some reason or another I didn't get around to writing this down yesterday or the day before that and the blank page is beginning to annoy me. In a couple of months I won't even recognize what it meant to me, or rather: in a...

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Pages From a Dog's Diary

**Pages From a Dog's Diary #1** I have often wondered, what was behind the green gate. It looked as if it was never opened; old and dusty, on rusty hinges and with thick layers of green paint flaking off. But today, someone had left that gate...

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A simple story III : Part I

Fred's way Opening the car's police door, Ken rubbed nervously his new wedding ring at his finger to get lucky. While he was scooting to the house, the sights coming from the nearby houses, making sure not to fall on a trap. He noticed how much his...

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Ailee and Jolee [<1k words]

Ailee rolled over, her short little nose sticking out from underneath her onto the couch. The Corgi was fairly bored today, staring out the window and looking as the clouds passed by. A chilly day, but not too bad for a weekend. Of course, being a...

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Garlic Beans (Otherwise Untitled)

~ The fox leaned over from the pantry and towards the apartment's main room, "We've got black, red, turtle, kidney, somehow darker red, and lentil beans. And something called a split pea." ~ After a pause the ferret leaned out of the bathroom, damp...

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Meals and Plans (Otherwise Untitled)

~ The laundromat was a soft rumble of clanking machines and muffled tumbles of clothes as Jake regarded the length of vending machine dubliously. The dragon glanced over to Randy, smiling at how comfortable the kobold seemed to be sitting in the corner...

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Care Package (Otherwise Untitled)

~ The rabbit nibbled gingerly at the microwaved potato, giving the core of it time to steam out its heat. With her other hand, she regarded the careful script of her mother laid out on the page with an ink somewhat faded by the weeks the package had...

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Move-meant...

Move-meant... Among the strangers yet to be friends Faces look about, searching for similarity as each song ends Sudden a sight, eyes lock & see deeply into lives that can be Eyes wide shut, I envision what's truly best for me Still in the moment,...

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Weary Wolf

Jack was tired. Not just at that particular moment, not for any one specific cause. It was perpetual. Constant. There was never enough time. Not enough time to do the housecleaning he wanted to do, not enough time to engage in hobbies or projects, and...

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Lost lyrics -.2. -

Lost lyrics - 2. - Well I, think the break-up, went well When it was over, the pains began to swell No room for, any tears It should hold, for a few years Maybe further down the line I can say, I'm doin just fine For now, my hearts in my...

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Re-embering...

Re-embering... Desolent the memory I have of you by my side So warm the memories with smile neither could hide Time what kept us together & eventually let us crumble I struggle with speaking the angels name I now pitifully mumble Self-doubt...

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