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Every day it's the same thing
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Through the soft glow I see a shadow
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I sit staring out the window
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Tai walked into her room and sat on her bed trying to figure out what had happened and what the repercussions were going to be. She remembered how the security guards and the p
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I sat there watching the childish play of my friends, thinking how more different can I be. How long will I have to pretend to be some one I wasn't? I looked up at the night sk
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There I stood waiting for you
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She stood in front of the school gates not entirely sure if she was in the right address, it seemed a bit small for a high school. She watched as the other kids pushed and shov
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“You can’t deny who and what you are….don‘t fight it, it will kill you”
Cassandra woke to find herself chained to the floor; beneath her was a strange pattern that she could -
Natasha rose as the sun began to set, at first she was a bit disoriented but as soon as she focused her eyes the memories came flooding back. She looked at the slumbering man bby ayten 1100 words, 3 comments, on May 13 12:37 PM 2005. In 200-1500 lines, Fantasy, Horror, Romance
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Marcus made his way into the old mausoleum where he spent his days, her lips still haunting him he could still feel them against his. His body still reliving her touch, he groa
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Natasha slammed her bedroom door,
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Natasha stood behind an old tree watching the amorous couple, waiting for her moment. She gently waved her pale, slim arm. The leaves gently rustled, startling the couple.
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She was a slacker, living in her own world. She truly believed her life was over. Her spirit crushed, surrounded by people yet destined to be alone. Until she met him... he seeby ayten 400 words, 2 comments, on Mar 24 4:28 AM 2005. In <200 lines
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