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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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Poverty thoughts effect -
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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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
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Penny In My Pocket (clean version) -
Bluegiraffe March 20 2013 / Dear Diary, / I have never written a diary before, let alone a journal. Would
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Synopsis of "The Story of the Last Immortals" - Birth of the Angel of Death -
Kayne Windchaser The arch angel of death, Kayne Deathwing, sits on top of the roof of the CN Tower staring dow
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What goes around -
Castiel xiii Fifteen year old Axel is sitting in the closet sized storage shed waiting. He is waiting for
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In the safety of half truths and forgotten summer memories -
dark-fantasies Under skies of stretched blue cellophane and clouds that are crumpled and creased like your p
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Unforgottable Love Chapter 10.5 Broken Apart -
BlackReapersLove Jake and I continued to have dinner at the restaurant he planned for our tonight. The restaur
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A Colorful Spring Afternoon -
PoeticProgression It was a colorful spring afternoon in downtown when a young man in a black suit entered a bus
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The Spider -
kelliey A moderately sized brown spider crept through the green grass in search of its meal of the da
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Reminiscing -
lastleaf I don't know why I still come back... whether i'm hoping to see you again or just trying to r
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Unbearable Sorrow -
scarlettlovesrhett I held the Hartford Courant Newspaper in my trembling hands. The word Obituaries leaped off t
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Chronicles Of Darc; DarcLigh†: -
Jason E Miller A Shadow of the Fourth Horseman / Copyrighted work all rights reserved by Jason E Miller / P
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Why so sad? -
Brawladdict If there is one thing I have learned in my seventeen years of being on planet Earth it is tha
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It Just Love -
Lyna Maura In fairy world, I am tinkerbell. Happiness is my right wing and pixie dust is my left. Happin
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The Fire that Burns from Within: Chapter One -
Eliza Rain Leslie is sitting in the back of the detectives as quiet as a mouse. She's not crying but she'
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River Flows in You -
Piano.Angel Refresh page for music / Unfinished / Tears dribbled down my rough cheeks as I sobbed silent
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Gregory - 1 - Further Questioning -
Anacolda Lola stood frozen solid in front of the man that was imprisoned was several years. She placed
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The boulevard of broken dreams. -
saumyagupta920 I'm a 75 year old / ripened man of a skilled mind. / I know about the knowhow / of Today's W
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The Story Behind the Quote " Hellen Keller" -
moi4 The sound of the hustling wind annoys me it reminds of the screams of the innocent in the win
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Dummy, ~ -
whateveryouwant I'm stressed, Not being the smart one. / Or the pretty one... / C
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[ The Normal Man.] -
Conway29 There was once a man, an ordinary man. He was not brave nor was he a coward he was not rich,
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Prologue: The Fire that Burns from Within -
Eliza Rain Leslie stared at the fire burning down her house. Her green eyes flickered with the image of
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Crimson: Crimson/Randome Persons POV -
Odellaiscute If Crimson wasn't a rock, I am sure he would tell this tragic tale. But he is a rock so I am
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Save Me, Sweet Apocalypse Chapter 4-Victoria -
LizzyLovesPink You can't catch me! I yelled, running away. I hid behind a tall oak tree and peeked around th
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The truth about my heart ~Introduction~ -
Captured Screams I look into his piercing brown eyes. He has a little mustache and chin hair, perfect smile to
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Knife in the Pill Bottle -
Big.mac Saturday 4/27/13 Beep!, Beep!, Beep!... The sound of my alarm clock as it rings in the mornin
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This is the end. -
sannexoxox I cant handle it anymore!I whispered desperately out into the darkness of my room, and threw
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Exposure -
Rory King As I sit inventively on the warm sands that lined the ocean of the beach Id come to love, yet