EPiCSLEAZE

My Stories

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  • I don't owe you anything. I could turn and walk away right now.. no I couldn't. / / You and I both know why I am here, and why I can't leave. But what if everyone else knew? / / I sit and admire you while you flutter in conversation, witty and f
    100 words, 1 comment, April 28, 2007
  • 900 words, 8 comments, June 11, 2006. In Lesbian, Love, Society
  • ♣ With a scream Ella awoke in a cold sweat, only a week after her parent’s murder and she still couldn’t shake the nightmares. It was still early in the morning, too earl
    1100 words, 3 comments, March 31, 2006. In <200 paragraphs, Dark, Fantasy
  • ♣ Like blood is to Vampire, and killer is to murder... I am the suicide and I don't belong. I dream of death as riding on an angel with broken wings.
    200 words, January 25, 2006. In <200 lines

My Poetry

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  • im perfectly broken
    and soundly insane
    <100 words, July 29
  • NOTE: This body of work is not meant to offend any persons or demean any religion. I will offer a bible verse at the end of each paragraph to use as a reference. Please read at your own pleasures. "A man who was mere
    <100 words, 2 comments, January 9, 2008. In Spiritual, Teenage thinking
  • I dream a dream of laughter / A sweet birdsong lullaby / But then my dream swirls faster / And all the melodies seem to die. / All the harmonies are hollowed / As every bird loses its beak / All of this is followe
    <100 words, 2 comments, April 30, 2007

My other items

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  • bible rant..not finished. at allpoetry
    NOTE: This body of work is not meant to offend any persons or demean any religion. I will offer a bible verse at the end of each paragraph to use as a reference. Please read at your own pleasures. "A man who was mere
  • Rapid Eye Movement at allpoetry
    I dream a dream of laughter / A sweet birdsong lullaby / But then my dream swirls faster / And all the melodies seem to die. / All the harmonies are hollowed / As every bird loses its beak / All of this is followe
  • Seasons at allpoetry
    Lips are humming to the breeze / Autumn is undressing the trees / Goodbye dear leaves, floating down / Silently you flutter to the ground / Traces of your presence still linger / Tongue-tied - humdinger. / Pierce

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