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The cacophony of ticking was somehow beautifully complimented by the constant rush of cars driving off of the cliff to land in a pile of coby General Zaroff 400 words, 4 comments, on Sep 23 6:57 PM. In Abstract, Dark, Death, Happy, Inspirational, Life, Melancholy, Surreal
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There are some people who see the world differently: magically, colorfully. Walking in their shoes is about to change Kate's life.by Paragonz Shadow 1900 words, 8 comments, on May 15 10:04 AM. In Abstract, Colour, First person, Inspirational, Love, Other, Romance
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i feel like im in exile,1by davidAmorguson 100 words, on Feb 11 6:35 PM. In Abstract, Break up, Dark, Depression, Heartbreak, History, Love, Poetry, Romance
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My heart pounds so hard I can hear the crack of my sternum between the heavy gasps for air. I've ran for so long down this dark, lonesome rby r4gg3tyM4n 500 words, 8 comments, on Dec 9 5:48 AM 2008. In , Abstract, Dark, First person, Horror, Life, Love
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A twist of smoke spiraled lazily away from the glass concavity from which it emanated, coiling into serpentine and more fantastic forms asby intoothandclaw 900 words, 3 comments, on Oct 14 9:00 PM 2008. In Abstract, Cannabis, Contest, Dream
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Unstarted. Unfinished. Wanderings inside a lost head. The end is the start.
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Unstarted. Unfinsihed. Wanderings inside a lost head. The end was the start.
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Unstarted unfinished. Wanderings inside a lost head. The end was the start.
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Unstarted, unfinished. Mental wonderings inside a lost head. The end was the start.
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AFter a certain experience i had not too long ago... i realised how my mind had blocked out so much of reality.
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Today, I have been assured that everyone handles it differently. It’s not uncommon to do this; it’s perfectly acceptable to say that. I have learned that if I need something, I should call them. I’ve been told that nothing isby PhantomRose 400 words, 3 comments, on Aug 13 10:02 PM 2008. In , Abstract, Dark, First person, Other
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Teetering upon the razors edge
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I've lived most my life on rooftops, watching the world beyond mine. Swirling hues of thoughts and emotion color the sky above me. I sit and gaze in delight at the splendid display of vibrant yellows playing with soft pinks,by nightengale 400 words, 1 comment, on Mar 8 8:19 PM 2008. In Abstract, Depression, First person, Hope, Personal, Short story, Weird
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First published on Saturday 3 April 2004.
WARNING: The next few of my pieces are old and written over 2-9by amaranthine lover 400 words, 3 comments, on Jan 18 12:25 AM 2008. In Abstract, Contemporary, Dark, Fantasy -
The world may seem to be color,1 / or even black and white,2 / its thought that there’s no other,3 / color in the sight.by Xtclozer- 200 words, 1 comment, on Jan 17 11:59 PM 2008. In Abstract, Insipirational, Poem, Random
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I define myself, / By how much I breathe.1 / Find my shore, / Breathe no more.2 / Can we hide from it? / Me, I’m not.3 / I define
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The calmest of the four in Summer. I was toying with the idea of putting this to a slightly 'Salut d'amour' (Elgar) like piece, but haven't
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This is the most delirious one of all of the four lyrics in Summer.
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Second of Summer. This one has really odd music too.
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First in a set of four small songs called Summer (a quartet to you.). The music is reeeeally weird.
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Once again, from album Eccentricity.
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Lyrics. One of the songs of my perhaps album Eccentricity... the titles of which, you might notice, are all maths terms. Don't ask xD
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She sat with her head low, blond hair shining in the dim light as it napped about her shoulders. Each of her hands were occupied with a ute
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My mine falls into three halves, / As I slowly go insane. / My brain patterns twirl and spiral, / As I hear through my eyes. / I try to dri
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I love Kew Gardens. There is nothing I adore as much as wandering through it, immersed in the rippling tapestry of greenery. It’s so peaceful, so calm; and my favourite spot is the calmest one of all. / Sakura is whatby Wildbluesun 600 words, 9 comments, on Sep 20 12:04 PM 2007. In , Abstract, Burn, Fantasy, First person, Gemstone, Opal, Phoenix, Running
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Powers of a bright darkness, / A dead god or a priest? / Can’t breathe, can’t breathe, / Damn you make up your mind. / Smashed fists, lost all control, / This is the reason I’ve been so low. / You n
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Weeping in simplicities arms, / We all dine in hell. / Weeping in simplicities arms, / The extremity of our lives. / In the constant confus
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Where did it go? / Where did you disappear to? / The fleeting fantasy that for a moment I could put down in words, / Is now back to the fourth primary colour / And shapes made of neither straight
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Can we speak, / From our mouths, / In the valley of the hounds? / Can’t you see? / Can’t you see? / It can never always be. / Because it’s gone, / Now we’re gone, / Now nobody is forlorn. / Ca
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