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Shari sighed umcomfortably and crossed her arms around her torso. Should she tell him that she could hear every vile and repulsive thoughtby poetry is soul 1400 words, 2 comments, on Apr 27 1:08 PM
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Deceit… it was such a strong word held with a powerful meaning and so many negative emotions. I wondered if anyone actually knew the true meaning of it… knew just how much that small little word could actually hold.1by poetry is soul 1100 words, 1 comment, on Mar 25 1:45 PM
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People watched her in envy as she walked through the door, her hair blowing behind her as if she were some goddess… in fact; they envied heby poetry is soul 1100 words, 5 comments, on Mar 20 3:24 PM
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I can still remember the day I first met him, Nikko… it will be forever embellished into my complex mind. My sister dragged me to his house, because she was best friends with his mother. It was awkward to say the least. The tby poetry is soul 1600 words, 1 comment, on Mar 16 1:45 PM
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I think sex would be okay if added into a young adult novel. I mean, isn’t it true that most people having sex today range from the ages of 15 to 17? What would be wrong with putting the truth into a story? 1by poetry is soul 200 words, 3 comments, on Mar 10 3:22 PM
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Funny thing, see... I had just wrote about how sometimes I wished I could put down my love for God. Not but a week later I find myself throwing it away all together...1by poetry is soul 500 words, 1 comment, on Feb 27 3:15 PM
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I sat uncomfortably on my couch as people literally piled inside of my house. There was Aunt Martha and Uncle Joe, Cousin Jamie and his girlfriend Jane, Uncle Jimmy and Aunt Sue, Grandma and Grandpa Lane, my mom’s parents, anby poetry is soul 800 words, 2 comments, on Feb 25 3:29 PM
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by poetry is soul 1700 words, 1 comment, on Jan 21 3:24 PM
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I sat quietly listening to the different conversations going on in the classroom. One person was whispering about the crazy party that he wby poetry is soul 4700 words, 10 comments, on Dec 13 2:55 PM 2008
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I sat in English tapping my foot impatiently, waiting for the last two minutes of the school day to tick away. When you want it to pass thoby poetry is soul 2800 words, 1 comment, on Nov 25 5:15 PM 2008
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We are the tangled yarn of confusion and insanity.by poetry is soul <100 words, 3 comments, on Nov 25 3:14 PM 2008
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I sat on my bed quietly staring at the blank wall just across my room. The other three were filled with posters and pictures ripped out froby poetry is soul 2200 words, 3 comments, on Nov 14 2:26 PM 2008
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by poetry is soul 1000 words, on Nov 9 5:45 PM 2008
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There have always been scandalous stories of, or relating to, royalty for centuries. For years and years, they will never become old and wiby poetry is soul 500 words, 1 comment, on Nov 2 5:46 PM 2008. In , Drama, Family, First person, History, Life, Pain, Realisic fiction, Sad, Tragedy
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by poetry is soul 700 words, 9 comments, on Oct 31 6:09 PM 2008
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I put my car in park in the parking lot of nick’s house. It was 9 in the morning, so I highly doubted that he would be awake. I sat in theby poetry is soul 1100 words, 2 comments, on Oct 21 5:05 PM 2008
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I sighed as I climbed out of my car and headed to the main doors of my high school. It was sadly the one place where I could get away fromby poetry is soul 1200 words, 1 comment, on Oct 19 8:14 PM 2008
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by poetry is soul 4800 words, 2 comments, on Oct 11 6:42 PM 2008
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by poetry is soul <100 words, 6 comments, on Oct 5 5:19 PM 2008
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Going to study hall, I ran into Zander in the hallway. Literally… or more or less, he ran into me. Anyway, I was watching my feet as I slowly sauntered towards my most hated class when I felt my head collide with somethingby poetry is soul 1600 words, 2 comments, on Sep 1 2:28 AM 2008
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As I sit in the desk beside you,1by poetry is soul 100 words, 5 comments, on Aug 17 4:21 PM 2008
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'Kerry!' I shouted down the hallway. 1
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'Brionna! Where are you going?' shouted one of my best friends, Marie, over the noise of the music at the dance.1by poetry is soul 700 words, 2 comments, on Aug 5 12:15 PM 2008
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I sighed as I picked up the phone in the headmistresses office and dialed my home phone number. I was going to make this quick, get it overby poetry is soul 800 words, 3 comments, on Jul 30 11:01 PM 2008
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I sighed as I sat up on his couch and took the Mac and Cheese from his hand.1by poetry is soul 200 words, 1 comment, on Jul 30 10:22 PM 2008
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by poetry is soul 1300 words, 14 comments, on Jul 30 1:53 PM 2008
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I sat at my computer desk at the school library waiting for one of the librarian people to come by and give me the pass code for the stupid tests that we had to take at least 6 times a year or so... God they took forever.by poetry is soul 800 words, 2 comments, on Jul 27 11:45 AM 2008
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i was minding my own business one day, when, out of no where, he walked by, disturbing my consintration on making this darned yellow rose grow....1 / anyway, i was standing there on main street..
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I know I didn't mean it; it just sort of... happened. I hate myself for what I've done, and they all hate me, too. I never meant to abandonby poetry is soul 800 words, 1 comment, on Jul 14 12:59 PM 2008
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i stalled going over there for about an hour and a half. i drove to main street and put gas in my car, drove up and down main 5 times, and even went into the gas station and took 10 minutes to decide what i wanted to drink. bby poetry is soul 400 words, on Jun 24 12:56 PM 2008
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he went home soon after, and I sat on my sister's couch, staring at nothing for the better part of the day. well, I guess if you include my twiddling thumbs, then I was staring at them for the better part of the day.by poetry is soul 600 words, on Jun 19 2:12 AM 2008
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i woke the next morning still wrapped up in his arms. he was sound asleep, his breathing running over my forehead. i smiled, then cried asby poetry is soul 700 words, on Jun 18 12:31 AM 2008
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i rolled the folded up piece of paper around me index and middle fingers. by time he got this stupid note, there would be nothing left of iby poetry is soul 600 words, 1 comment, on Jun 17 11:57 PM 2008. In
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