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The night came and I wiped off the rainbow from my shoulder. Shortly after it rained again. My tent was in the middle of the field. The rain was coming down like wild horses now.
#household The power goes out throughout the street Everything goes dark and outside we meet Everybody's asking the same exact question Have you got a spare flashlight because ours as been...
#household. It's my first time. And I am afraid. My father told me. This job pays. So don’t mess it up. Don’t let me down. Now go down. Into the mines you go. The dim. Dark. Dusty mine. I go.
We won't give up, We will fight to the death. Savour ever moment. Value every breath. We'll scrap and claw, To save our race. We won't give in to pleas, Or a desperate face.
Seasonal - Autumn The girl awoke with wet eyes. The sky was clouded and rained down upon her. As she stood up she felt joy in the squelched ground beneath her feet. She started to walk.
#6 She had no idea how deep she had got into the forest, every tree looked the same, it was so dark, cold and eerie, there was no way of telling if she was going right, left, forwards or backwards.
The hands have faded and onyx and his team are running towards me, I lift my head wearily as I watch the last of the plants slowly shrivel up Then my vision goes blank..
Seasonal - Summer The girl awoke with shadow in her eyes. The blistering sun hit down hard and made strange pattens on her soft body. She seeked cover and found it under a leafy plant.
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Walls contain me in the dark, Dripping black to swallow whole, Buried alive in shadow, Shrouding both my heart and soul.
We journey down the calm polluted rivers Our wounded drank from the hidden fountain of youth to heal quicker We passed through the Forest of Light - the home of the Elves Who recently crossed over...
One last candle in the night Burning with all its might A small ward against the blackness Quietly she ate the raw cactus Nearly starving,fingers pricked Sadly thinking of how she had been...
Once there were two girls named Sara and Mary. The girls were on a trip in the desert and their tour guide ran off. The girls saw a small town. The town had only six buildings.
Now you may see me laughing and smiling, now you may think I look happy. But there's so much more behind a smile, so much more than you'll ever see.
Ah,ah, ah Ah,ah,ah Ah,ah,ah Ah,ah Freezing cold All alone I am lost My soul is sold To the winter wind I fall apart and float away Ah,ah,ah Ah,ah,ah Ah,ah,ah When, I don't know Gotta keep...
#songcompetition There's a man in the factory, You know he sweats 12 hours a day, He's toiled and sweated for 20 years to the day, But he's got a light switched on, That takes the toiling...
The sky grew gray and that also meant it was harder to find food in the dark forests. I decided to find some shelter and wait for the morning to gather some more food for the harsh weather ahead.
When my heart was breaking And the air was cold There was no one left for me to hold They were taken from me In the dead of night We were all shaking from fright When our whole world was ripped...
#youngwritershousehold Run away, From this unfair world, You're just a child, Just one girl. Run away, Away from here, Princess, Time to disappear.
#movement. A pile of clothes lay on the floor. Discarded and crumpled from the night before. Bodies entwined on soft white cotton. Another notch on her bedpost soon forgotten.
Alone I sit here, Empty and cold. The light beckons me; It forces me to be okay. Hidden away; my feelings are, Showing no emotion is how I am. I have to fight to be alive, I have to pretend to care.
(Onyx Sephorius Jace the 3rd. But you can just call me onyx.) Over on the far side of the room is a boy, who can't be much older than me, with spiked black hair, Dressed in full furs. He looks up.
The stench of dead souls. Rotting dreams. Withering goals. Sound of nothing is all around. Screaming from beneath. A billion bodies in the ground. Shadows eating what still is. Poisoning the blood.
#household #radio The air is always stuffy in a radiation suit. Sweat drips from my armpits and puddles in my boots. The fog inside my faceplate can not be wiped away.