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Nightmare

100 words, 4 comments, November 28, 2006. In , Dark, Horror, Other
Guestions

100 words, 1 comment, May 24, 2006. In Other, Starting idea
The Chilled Disire

The chill of the cold air on Ellen's bare naked body elected a gasp from her. Ellen stode up and walked torwards the lake with the light of the moon guiding her steps. she slow

200 words, 6 comments, October 17, 2005. In <200 lines, Romance
Homecoming Night

200 words, 1 comment, October 16, 2005. In <200 lines, Young adult

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Question the Rules

<100 words, December 27, 2009. In Adult
power words

These verses I can't control, rolling away from my mind hitting the page like sand caught by the waves on an ocean bay. Crosses and dots ,points and phrases words that don't make any sense to me , create a vivid color fille

<100 words, December 4, 2009
A library surprise

Dark hair, short yet simply styled. she has a bite to her. unknowingly a poem is being wrote for the inspiration she spoke without a sound

<100 words, 3 comments, May 30, 2009. In Weird, Thoughts, Personal, Other

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Questions Presented to the world of my self. at allpoetry
How are Waitings Good?
I am Stuggling between Myself and the world wanting me.
Goddess, Iwant it all taken at allpoetry
Goddess, Iwant it all taken away From me, I want the hurt and suffer to Wash from my tattered skin, so used and abused by the men.
Taken Stolen with out permission. I have no Shield, no armor.
Divine Spark at allpoetry
The Divine Spark of life tranceparent in My eyes, glowing intill my soul dies. Wind blowing the crimson long hair , touching the pale skin bare. The dawning Dusk caught in my web of sight, unable to let it t

[ These thoughts get past my walls, encircleing me when I let my strength falter. The blood remebers , the body burns the cuts invisible to the ever seeing watching eyes. ]

These thoughts get past my walls, encircleing me when I let my strength falter. The blood remebers , the body burns the cuts invisible to the ever seeing watching eyes. Do you understand what its like to stop and run away from a world that still understands the craving of release to escape the pressures of reality

November 1, 2009, 100 words. → Make first comment?
A private journal entry

May 19, 2009, In Diary. 200 words. Me only.

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WatchtowerBurning on October 23, 2009

hmm , i need motivatiobn to write more intimately.. .Grr. .. .