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by Angel.Of.Sorrow
200 words, 5 comments,
on Sep 22 5:14 PM. In Depression, First person, Life, Other, Pain, Sad, Society, Teen, Tragedy, Young adult
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1. Something like an introduction1
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An ophthalmologist falls in love with her patient. Her past and her present bring racial prejudice in the South to a boil.
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A long rant about our society  !
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If everyone cared and nobody cried, if everyone loved and nobody lied, then we'd see the day, when nobody died.
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Some observations I have made, in poem form.
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A random character bio...or Mello as a girl...
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Walking into th room the first thing I notice is the typewriter in the corner a old model vintage 50's it must have been, record playing in
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I host a writer's group in the local jail. My passion for writing extends beyond SW.
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ABC Exercise: 1st sentence starts with A, then so on. 1 fragment. One 100-word sentence. Try it!
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Define freedom, if you will...
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"This is an outrage, sir!"1
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I'm somewhere stuck among these insecurities and I've
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Johnny stared into the camera pointing down at him from the entrance to his home. That hadn't been here when he left. Such was life. He did
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A brief inside look at the socialization that goes on in the U.S. Army. Is this a secret?
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How can we assume humans are the hieght of intelligence when they cannot even think for themselves? What most humans define as thiking for themselves is what fashion they choose to be a slave to. Be it Dior, Armani or some ot
by pettirosso
300 words, 13 comments,
on Sep 9 1:17 PM. In Life, Non fiction, Nonfiction, Other, Psychology, Society, Strange, The, Weird
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Written after attending an outdoor music festival.
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Before the sun is high in the sky 1
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Never insult a platypus, and if you do, please don't be an otter, a duck, a snake, or a beaver.
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Before you get to the end see if you can guess what this story is about the time period, where they live, things like that...makes it fun..
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I awoke in a cold sweat, like many other nights. Always unaware of when I might be able to defeat overbearing insomnia, I chose to slip my
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"God doesn't need to end the world. We seem to be handling that pretty well ourselves. Welcome to the 21st century."
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What Happens In High School, Stays In High School1
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A very short poem to define what happens in everyday life...
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Wake up, wake up, your king is fallen!
Stripped from his grace he sleeps in the mire
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