- Celesteon, the Apprentice of Light - Prologue Part 1

Okay, my first story series. I hope I did a good job, if not, sorry for scarring you. For those of you who had read my Character Bios and were eagerly awaiting for me to do some real writing, here you go. So sit back, relax, and enjoy another tale...

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A Lover's Lament

Cool Damp A drape of gray The setting sun Painting the heavens Beauty refined A path Weathered Familiar A figure Wandering As if to forget Brown eyes Glistening Woeful Trotting along the path Worn as he The lament of his love...

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A weird vent thing, probably will delete later

Tonight is one of those painful nights. Trying to hold back these tears that keep on flowing and flowing, choking on myself. I feel unbearably alone not even the distraction of deafening music helps tonight. It's always been hard to describe these...

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I'm Sorry Tigress

Chapter 2: I'm sorry Tigress. A/N: Hello readers. I hope you like the chapter. Sorry for the shortie, well don't worry. ^w^ and enjoy, \_\_\_\_ Soon the small Red panda emerged from the Training hall, the rest of the Furious Five behind...

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Lonliness

Loneliness...there are 2 types. lets define them. 1: literally. 2:figuratively. the latter being most people. it means you can be in a room full of people, yet feel utterly alone; no one understands you..no one gets you..no one really cares for...

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the Hardships of Today

Screaming words to the end of time, Finding out that they mean nothing to me, Slowly finding out that failure is my option, Why can't I work? Am I broken? The things going on, Hurting my life in ways I can't fix, I just need to realize I can do...

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Eternal Darkness Poem By Kyaine

This a pretty dark poem that i wrote, i hope my emotions flow though :3 i'm having troubles with my mind, self confidence is no where to be found, my depression getting worse along with my age and my fucked up head, is too scared to find a cure, is too nervous

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Elation and the Fall

Instead they might send me to rome or some place as equally far away as the sun in our minds, the hurt blinds our eyes and we're too far away to even grasp at each other now he's in shock, but that will turn to misery which will turn to depression

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Chpt.10 rendezvous north

Chpt.10 rendezvous north I grabbed the out stretched paw and held on for dear life grabbing my rucksack and weapon with the other, we began to run the red and green colours of tracers zooming past us, I kept stumbling coughing up blood and...

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Do you remember?

Dear Mommy, Why do you always notice when I do something wrong, but never when I do something right? I started to notice it last year when I was 8. do you remember? I tried to clean the kitchen for you. I cleaned the counters.. I washed the stove.....

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