- Last seen on May 28 12:23 PM 2006. Member since March 25, 2006.
- I have 35 comments, 41 poems, 8 stories
My Stories
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He was dressed in an emerald, glamorous robe that trailed along behind him, a royal glow emanating from the bright colour. After his hair had been thoroughly brushed by stubbor4700 words, 2 comments, January 15, 2006. In 200-1500 lines, Fantasy
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Sam flung himself on the sofa. He hated his life. No friends, no family, no money..... The only thing that he could relate to was playing his violin. Already, he had achieved g500 words, 10 comments, March 6, 2005. In <200 lines
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Only a murderer could drive the way they did on that treacherous night. The wheels of the car were twisting like snakes, always on the move.
A cloth of clouds smothered the400 words, 2 comments, March 4, 2005. In <200 lines, Crime -
Willow's eyes snapped open. She heard a rustling noise to her left. Slowly, she turned, pretending to still be asleep. There it was again. This time it was coming closer. It wa
My Poetry
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But the days are days gone by,
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Polish can always work on the rust,
And my heart will mend, as long as there's us.
