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School Daze -
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The Passing of an Era -
Stan Davis 49 When the world and I were a whole lot younger than we are today I would lie in bed and listen Flavor of the Week -
SodaColaPop 47 "You don't talk much anymore." 1 / The Long Way Home -
Ian Rene 27 Every evening without fail, I take the same complicated route to get home. It's not the quick S
Zelda's Lullaby -
StargazerLily 20 A soft melody of woven sadness and beauty, passed through her line for generations. Was it boJ
Best of Friends -
JenniferWynslet 18 Dear Diary / It is so different to be back here again. The trees are as tall as I left them aS
An Empty Bed -
Ghost of a Siren 17 Terry Winchester knew she loved him, that boyishly handsome man from nearly five decades ago, Brava, Boys! -
Writer Lethogica 14 Jacopo, Elias, Roland, and Alphonse bowed down to Shane. Shane claps. / Brava, boys, brava! H A Walk in the Autumn Forest -
HollyK 12 to my dear grandpa / Osinnikov Arkadyi Alekseevich / 8.02.1945 14.01.2000 / Mommy! Mommy! L Memories of the beautiful sea -
Possum63 12 I walked down onto the sand / Where the ocean meets the land. / Chaste black and hot under fo
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A Walk in the Autumn Forest -
HollyK to my dear grandpa / Osinnikov Arkadyi Alekseevich / 8.02.1945 14.01.2000 / Mommy! Mommy! L
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Clouds -
supermega I lay in the soft meadow, surrounded by flowers and a soft breeze playing through my hair. I
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The Long Way Home -
Ian Rene Every evening without fail, I take the same complicated route to get home. It's not the quick
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My Lovely Life -
Emzies I'm floating. My body flies around above a field of flowers. They're everywhere. Blue like th
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Brava, Boys! -
Writer Lethogica Jacopo, Elias, Roland, and Alphonse bowed down to Shane. Shane claps. / Brava, boys, brava! H
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Field of Memories -
Miss Molly J. And this is how I see Rye. I have played on its softball field with the nervousness of any ne
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To Share A Smile -
M.T. Cox To Share a Smile / Written by M. T. Cox / Copyright 2012 M.T. Cox All Rights Reserved / Mar
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Graduation Fail -
getalifeidiot About two years ago I was getting ready to receive my high school diploma. We held our gradua
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The Passing of an Era -
Stan Davis When the world and I were a whole lot younger than we are today I would lie in bed and listen
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Tear-Stained Satin -
Lyssa My fingers slide against the cool smooth fabric countless memories nudging their way into my
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School Daze -
Stan Davis I dont think you can find them today. I think they have all been relegated to the dustbin of
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I Was A Teenage Hitchhiker -
juliebuck Thumbing my way to Austin I never felt so free. 1977 only sixteen ready to rebel. Against wha
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back then and now. -
somemousesoul I'll try my best to use good gramma'ltlt / Anyway i felt a bit nostalgic listening to old sou
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Remember (prologue) -
Karu-Akuma I dream. I have strange dreams. Dreams where I am walking in a blank white space and when I k
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"Laconoa" Prologue -
dthanke95 Laconoa. / An island enshrouded in mystery and confusion. Those who arrive in Laconoa must fi
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Memories of the beautiful sea -
Possum63 I walked down onto the sand / Where the ocean meets the land. / Chaste black and hot under fo
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Best of Friends -
JenniferWynslet Dear Diary / It is so different to be back here again. The trees are as tall as I left them a
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Zelda's Lullaby -
StargazerLily A soft melody of woven sadness and beauty, passed through her line for generations. Was it bo
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Blue Plastic Bag Full Of Painfully Happy Memories -
ManualLoveLetter He turned to look at her and laughed with his cheeky glowing grin.
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An Empty Bed -
Ghost of a Siren Terry Winchester knew she loved him, that boyishly handsome man from nearly five decades ago,
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The Legacy -
klassy lassy Journal1 / Sunday, September 25, 20052 / The Sale gave me pause for thought. My cousin, Terr
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Memories - Lying on the Bathroom Floor -
abba12 Lying on the Bathroom Floor1 / 162 / Make it stop, please… / Shaking / It hurts3 / I hear her
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Memories - An Introduction -
abba12 I still remember the world /
From the eyes of a chil
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Flavor of the Week -
SodaColaPop "You don't talk much anymore." 1 /
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The Soldier's Tin -
Atlantic Blue I silently cheer for a tear on the windowpane as I brush my teeth rapidly. Too fast I gag on
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Simulation -
IsaacSwords Hey kid! Do you loathe your existence and want a virtual outlet where you can be or do anythi
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RIP (Rest In Peace) -
Dead-Forever i thought of you with love / today but that is nothing new / i tought about you / yesterday a
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Memories -
Amie Key Once upon a time I was a little girl who lived in a beautiful house near the sea. I lived wit
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Graveyard Monologue - True Story (well as true as memory can be) -
The Bluejay I don't know what it was like that day they died. All I know is that the first time I remembe
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The Tea Drinker -
cynthiam Ma I said holding my mothers hand. Dont worry about the children. They will be okay. I will b
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Imperfections those are the nights you remember in the silence the ones that fill your entire body with pas
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It Begins -
Emma speaks The other day I drove through a trailer park just because it happened to be the next left tur
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Your desire -
Crystalbladexxx When my eyes close / I go to a world a world / so amazing you will agree / The sky is not blu
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I miss you. -
rebecca f I lie here your arms around me warm breathe on my neck as we listen to the storm out side. Th
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Walking Alone With Sorrow -
Alone In Dark I Was Lonely A Guy I Was Searching For Meaning Of My Life I Don't know What The Life Is All A
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Do you remember? -
AntionetteMay Oh do you remember when the sky wasblue? / And the birds of rainbow colors took flight and fl
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The Plain - Part VI -
GunfighterZ I can't feel it anymore. I don't know why. Maybe it was the drugs. Maybe it was the big divor
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Mother Moon -
lovethisclub The sand in between my toes is warm and inviting but the tall grass scratching my legs almost
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Forty Seven Years in the Life of a Bicycle -
JerseyPeach When I was ten years old, my “big” Christmas present was a new black three speed English raci
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