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There is a wooden door,. Sat at the back of my mind,. Where everything is possible,. Only just hidden behind,. The oak is tough,. The corner dark,. But me and this door,. Shall never part,.
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There is a wooden door,. Sat at the back of my mind,. Where everything is possible,. Only just hidden behind,. The oak is tough,. The corner dark,. But me and this door,. Shall never part,.
All of my life, I would spend my days reading. Fiction is what I loved the most. I loved reading of mystical magical places filled with extraordinary things and deep dark secrets.
There are 26 letters in the alphabet The English one that is There are at least 250,000 words in the dictionary And it's growing rapidly that list That doesn't include names, People or places It...
There is, in fact, so much beauty all around each of us, and sometimes it’s hard to see for all the smoke and debris, and sometimes it’s hard to hear because it’s so noisy.
Now I'm stuck at rank '244', Tomorrow the number could be more. Could be less, Could stay the same, But all I know it will always have to change.
There was a test to get into a top university; they gave you a teapot and you had to work out the value. Now, most people decided to find out if it was antique, what it was made of, etc.
I'm not a psycho I'm just creative I see what others have neglected You see a pencil I see a weapon I see a story I start creating...
There's a new day coming. A new song to be humming. A new way of strumming. The guitar laying on your floor. There's a new sun every day. A new moon above where you lay.
~reply to Davedave16's "Common Sense"~ I'll do what I want, Never mind what happens I'll make my own choices Because most things'll mend I won't do some crazy thing With that "YOLO!" excuse But...
Have you ever wondered, what would our world be without our imaginations.
Hello again, and today is Thursday, September 27 2012 and in hindsight I realized that I never told you how to beat writer's block and keep clean of brain crack at the same time. It's an idea jar.
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Piano I sit at my piano seat and let my fingers glide. I forget everything and everyone around me as I make my tune tonight.
How strange it is That worlds are created Inside a inspired mind Leaking on to paper. Each book, another world. Each reader, another place. It's magical you know.
Another moon has passed, And shed its many lights. Here's to another 30 days Of amazing Opuss writes. We have stories and poems, And many laughs to come.
A realm after another. Books are like that. Worlds to comprehend. Different stories unravelling. Dreams that comes to life. Figments of simply imaginations. Whirlwind of emotions coming through.
What should I write today. I have so much to say. Shall I write something clever and witty, or romantic and pretty. Or about the lovely month of May. When I write I feel as free as a bird.
I am me. That's all I'll ever be. Nothing much. And nothing more. I'm not a lot to take in. I'm a average person. As you can say. But look beyond features. And I'm a mystery. A jungle unexplored.
L ight is an amazing thing, I magination can flow with a simple ray of light, G lorious beams on a warm summers day, H aving such a big impact in everyone's lives, T his terrific phenomenon...
Anything's possible if you've got enough nerve. J. K. Rowling Death is just life's next big adventure. J. K. Rowling Failure means a stripping away of the inessential. J. K.
#favouritethings I love writing. Being able to create a whole new world from the tip of my pen. I am limitless. I can do and write absolutely anything that i choose, and nobody can tell me otherwise.
It's almost midnight, My battery's about to go out like a light. I'm starting to feel tired, I need to be re-wired. I write better at night time, Until now I felt fine.
-Taking a stand for what many people in this world (however logical) all want to believe in really. (Or maybe it's just me...) - There is still a place Where newts don't have eyes.