Ilitilian

I can be creepy.

I can be very creepy.

I can be extreamly creepy.

I'm a lovable fuzzball.

  • Last seen on Mar 31 4:46 PM 2007. Member since March 25, 2006.
  • I am a 19 year old man from Pennsylvania (United States)
  • When I'm not writing, I'm College Student.
  • I have 14 comments, 70 poems, 10 stories, 1 philosophy

My Stories

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  • The Tale of the Silent King
    A sort of fairytale of strange ways. There are technically no fairies, but I do believe the feeling is there.
    15300 words, 2 comments, March 3, 2007. In Fairytale, Fiction, Other
  • A Battle My Own part 3 (this is long)
    They were married.
    They were happy.
    5000 words, April 16, 2006
  • A Battle My Own part 3
    They spoke to each other, they simply didn't speak. Nothing of deep importance passed between them. The weather, food, prices, a little politics, passed between them, but they
    2800 words, April 16, 2006
  • A Battle My Own part 2
    The white ball collided with the solid four with a crack and sent it into the corner hole. The bar was mostly empty. A few hard-hitters sat in various corners. The TV blared a
    2600 words, April 16, 2006

My Poetry

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  • O Brother Where Art Thou
    O Brother Where Art Thou? / I looked for thee out in the fields / That we gave our water to sow. / I looked for thee amidst the grass / Were we would lie and sleep; / But you were not there,
    <100 words, 2 comments, May 9, 2007
  • O Brother Thou Art
    Fordged, struck, / Fusion of souls. / Engangled from womb- / Collectively Undone!
    <100 words, 1 comment, May 9, 2007
  • The Land that George Built
    This is the land that George built. / / This is the boy / That live in the land that George built. / / This is the dream / That dwelt i
    <100 words, 1 comment, May 5, 2007. In Parody, society

My other items

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  • O Brother Where Art Thou at allpoetry
    O Brother Where Art Thou? / I looked for thee out in the fields / That we gave our water to sow. / I looked for thee amidst the grass / Were we would lie and sleep; / But you were not there,
  • O Brother Thou Art at allpoetry
    Fordged, struck, / Fusion of souls. / Engangled from womb- / Collectively Undone!
  • The Land that George Built at allpoetry
    This is the land that George built. / / This is the boy / That live in the land that George built. / / This is the dream / That dwelt in the boy / That lived in the land that George built. / / This is

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