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568-3323 (Love, Dad) [Published] -
Animus Argentis 
810 I stared at the phone, eyes filled with moisture, as I slowly punched in a number. 568-3323. < Hellfire -- Chapter 1 -- Divine Betrayal -
Animus Argentis 236 Arcturus stood silently in the doorway, flexing his burning fist, opening and closing it, sta Silence -
Vanilla King 224 Sometimes I just want to burst out in tears but they never seem to flow. I sit on the edge of The Weeping Violin -
J.M. van Breda 175 Part 1 / I remember it was many years ago, the ghastly sound of that weeping violin that brok Careless -
Vanilla King 123 "Look at them down there. Walking around, minding their own business, too occupied with their Over The Rainbow -
TwistedAnomaly 110 The first and last time I ever saw that boy, was during a walk through the richer district of If Tomorrow Never Comes -
Louvre a Chariad 105 We met when we were young, just children. Even then you were beautiful, right down to the las Remembering Penny -
Stella Dawn 103 I stared at the clock. / 605 PM. / Why isnt dad home by now? He had promised me. I kept stari Stones in a Circle -
Reach130 96 Maya walked steadily across the abandoned playground, tossing little stones around to form a< The Last Kiss -
Flying5Run 96 Dear Andrea, / My life really sucked until I met you. Well, maybe it didn't exactly suck, but A
The Feeling of Being The 'Other Woman' -
Melea Agatha 94 Being the 'Other Woman' is the worst job in the world. You had to love and take care of a man S
Hush Little Bomb... -
Solipsis-tard 93 What have you done? /
You broke their lives in half, Clovers Though -
Ian Rene 92 I find it strange that clovers remind me of you. I suppose our minds make associations that a The River's Kiss -
Ren Taylor 89 Long, thick black braids whip behind her, dancing in rhythm with the wind. Goosebumps prickle
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Cats, Darkness, Glasses and Me -
Cookiesncream Ring! Ring! Ring! / The bell had gone and I started to make my way to my first class until I
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The Grave Stalker ------ Chapter 3! -
Neon4Eternity I flail around my legs and try to get away. I struggle a lot, but manage to kick him in the l
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The Final Goodbye... -
Captain Kirstie This is not a typical love story. It does not reach that famous happy ending as a typical fai
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Teardrops on my Piano (Non-adult) -
Cookiesncream As my fingers melodiously pressed the soft keys of the piano, I close my eyes and sway back a
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Teardrops on my Piano -
Cookiesncream As my fingers melodiously pressed the soft keys of the piano, I close my eyes and sway back a
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The locked girl -
animechic A gir that is locked away in her tears drowning with no escape and wanting to get out she is
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Love Me... -
WindancerForever She stood apart from the rest, backpack on her shoulders, eyes downcast. Her slim frame seeme
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One Last Glance -
WindancerForever I pressed my face against his shoulder, breathing in the sweetness of his cologne as it mingl
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Losing Direction -
andesite Dear Diary, / I dont know what to do anymore. Life is like a river, just flowing, flowing flo
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All I Can Remember... -
RebelliousTeddyBear There's this guy. / He's different from the other guys I have known. / He used to be the most
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Letter's to the Grave -
BryannaC My princess who was stolen so quick, so young, so vibrant, the absolute sweetest girl who I'v
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Dear Angels: chapter 2 -
Kit Bitschuary I begin to inhale, snuffing the life of release up into my brain cavities. Let it flow throug
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Dear Angels -
Kit Bitschuary Once upon a fucking time. We hear it over and over again. Once upon a fucking time. Do you wa
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Dance to your death -
Zachonamack The petite woman danced around the tiny room. She seemed to have trouble keeping up with the
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Finally Free -
WindancerForever Weirdo, / Nerd! / Oops, sorry, my foot doesnt like babies. / Its been this way for fi
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Their Rain -
Cleo van Angel The rain tasted like tears. Bitter tears. Water trailed down her ginger hair, curling it acro
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My pain, Your Gain -
MeWhoElse I want a space with no memory of you / I want a room not resounding with her laugh / I want t
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Fast Food... -
Captain Kirstie My planet was beautiful. They said that I, not only lived there, but was a piece of it. We we
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Winning the battle -
girlgotlove Winning the battle / Its been a long hard road riding on the passenger side of a rundown life
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From Pen to Paper: A Writer's Journey -
mortalx Ill never forget the night Jennie left me. I was in my home office as usual working on my nov
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Shadows Sever -
Ian Rene The Diary of Jane Entry 9 / October 31st, 2008 / David and I took my little brother trick or
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Dear Father -
AshleyLove91 Dear Father, / You may not deserve a letter like this, but Steph gave me the insperation to
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Gone -
Emma12 It all started with tears, a simple goodbye, and a not so happy ending. Everything seemed to
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Psycho Island ***PREVIEW*** -
rainbowclaw Welcome to Vattigmahn Island, the place where socalled psychopaths are sent. The psychopaths
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He's always here -
PrernaC Ill always love you Zoe! / Those were the last words Ethan said to me. And then he was gone,
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Remembering Penny -
Stella Dawn I stared at the clock. / 605 PM. / Why isnt dad home by now? He had promised me. I kept stari
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You Run -
Mandie Hickerson Why is everyone mad? I show you my true self and you get anger? what is wrong with me? Am i s
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Your Smile Makes the Stars Fall From the Skies -
Eemorsia Is it too difficult express ones self, or rather that we dont make the time to do so. Things
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Nick's Chance -
R. A. Jackson Nick opened his eyes to light. It was a light that filled everything, but didn't seem to blin
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I'm a loser -
Verbose I was always a loser, / in paper, in life, in heart, / didn't give up but still a loser, / I
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Save Me, Sweet Apocalypse Chapter 5-Izabelle -
LizzyLovesPink Another night without dinner? I complain. I should be used to it by now. Hardly anyone in thi
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Shadow -
PrernaC I was sitting on my bed staring outside the balcony window unseeingly. In my minds eye I kept
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A daughters love for her mother. -
Je.Taime My name is Allie , I'm 16 years old. My mother was taken from me and my father by a terrible
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Cruel words -
Cookiesncream JOHN'S POV / Dane, my son! Why are we even on this...vehicle? I looked around my seat, disple
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Love's Suicide Chapter 1 -
SamanthaMae I cant believe im doing this. I say to my best friend as we walk down the hallway toward the
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For Ayana -
SpoiltSerenity A lot of you folks might be awonderin why a guy like me done shown up here, a white man at th
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The Dark -
FatalNonsense The Dark / As he reached forward for the door handle, he refrained and looked back at his des
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Verbose It was another day he had been woken up by a nightmare and he knew why it happened. / He went
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In the Wrong Place, At the Right Time -
Lethal Memories Is this a goodbye, then? She asked him, eyes brimmed with unshed tears. / No. He gritted his
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The All Giving, part six -
Lears Fool What got out of the box? A boy asked. / Why, the evils Prometheus caged. But, they were diffe
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The All Giving, part five -
Lears Fool Where were we? He asked as he sat down beside the fire. Someone else had started it this time.
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The All Giving, part four -
Lears Fool It was dark when he came to. He was laying on a makeshift bed of straw with a gray woolen bla
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The All Giving, part three -
Lears Fool Joves anger could not be sated that easily. True, he had punished Prometheus for what the gia
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The All Giving, part two -
Lears Fool The old man took a deep breath. And thats how all the evils of the old world were contained b
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The All Giving, part one -
Lears Fool The first age is now long forgotten. Men of gold no more than a myth, ebbing from our memory,
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Short Story: Long Live the Necromancer -
Kerbecs Is this...what it really feels like...? / Is this what death truely is...? / The rain cascade
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Life As A Forienger -
A.J. Isbell Writing. Many Authors will tell you that it is difficult, others who disagree will say, You c
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The Disturbing Childhood of Devon Matera -
Jack Halture Young Devon Matera of four years old grew up the second oldest of five children. He would hav
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Penny in my pocket (explicit version) -
Bluegiraffe March 20 2013 / Dear Diary, / I have never written a diary before, let alone a journal. Would
