The Sound of Neon

Just like them, i'm not hungry, and i know i'll be back five stories up in a moment, mouth full of powdered sugar, ears tuned to the sound of neon.

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a Lack of sound

Why the hell would i laugh because i got here doesn't mean i want to leave any quicker sometimes i say it to be faithful but you will never have the right man or woman so this is what it feels to lack of something so important i will gasp a lack of sound

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The Sound of Science

A surprisingly lighthearted sound, she knew exactly what he was referring to. “was it always that easy to tell? you could've just said something about it, idiot."

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Sound Check

She was getting a headache. \*\*\* they missed sound check. after three weeks on the road the sound crew had everything dialed in, so the band didn’t really need a sound check—but of course jasmine and evie complained to gavin.

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Jeremy069; Sounding Board

As the elevator chime sounded dianne called out to him. "goodnight jeremy." he turned as he stepped into the cab. "goodnight dianne." and smiled at her leering expression.

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Poem #68: The Sound

_the sound_ the sound of ravaging time pins me beneath a blanket of honey; i drown under the sickly-sweet smell of truth, lies, and defeat.

Tilly's Search For A Sound

She heard the sounds of drumming and singing inside and steeled herself before knocking. sammi opened the door, his tail wagging enthusiastically. “hey! you must be tilly.

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Sounds of Cooking (Otherwise Untitled)

#16 of short stories the sounds of a gryphon attempting to prepare food. ~ the crisp sound of a freezer opened, the soft whump of the door closing.

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Night With Exveemon

sounds it sounds like a lion roaring - -really???

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Poem #96: Not Much of a Dancer

When my days are troubled I always reach for my headphones And put them in my ears Slowly, the rhythm passes through my veins Flowing through every part of me. When I feel the beat kick My hearts yearns to align with the drum I feel the beat...

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My New Friend

Later i approached to his belly, that was amazing and exciting i could hear that gurlgy and loudly stomach making sounds i think was very very hungry. i looked to him and i asked... -ohh poor digibelly are you hungry???

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