Ace Of Hearts
For Weirdwolf and Cinders, especially. Took the liberty, hope you don't mind...
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For Weirdwolf and Cinders, especially. Took the liberty, hope you don't mind...
I could feel Margaret and my mum watching me. I coughed and felt blood land in my hands. I wanted to get away and I wanted to get away quickly.
Through primary school we played. Casually accepting each others friendship, no worries, no problems and no complications...
#acorns. 12 new lines. I walk amid the lamplight. On these quiet city streets. I'll politely tip my hat. To strangers that I meet. But I only search for food. The liquid that I need.
The day is long I see everybody in a blur.I think about all of the drama surrounding me.I ask the old stern teacher if I could go to the restroom.As I left down the hall I thought to myself about my...
Evening each. Time to announce. Not too much time to get your pieces in, but I count nine, and all of outstanding quality, so thanks to everybody who entered.
I wake up to people whispering or trying to whisper. "Can I help you?" I say sitting up in bed. Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Niall are sitting at the end of the bed on my laptop.
I place a mask over the face of my real self. I play the role which disguises who i really am. Somewhere inside you and inside of me. Lurk our real selves, a static and formed reality.
There were many conversations flowing. Anecdotes and observations of life and the latest theories on evolution. The tones of interest and amusement creating a symphony of understanding and rapport.
(New series.) #thelight Wires hung from the ceiling big and heavy. Large pipes and ventilation shafts crawled across it. Piles of paper littered floors and desks.
(A collaboration btwn ckahn and VikingHorn) That bluejay sure has something to say. Squawkity squawk at me all day. As I putter in my yard, I try very hard, To decipher if he's angry or gay.
A good friend in the end: It goes without saying recently that I've been a bit quiet. I suppose it was all the fuss about that dumb copying that riot...
My glass heart beats slowly, trapped in my chest. My glass eyes stare penetrate your soul, peeling away the layers of your life.
"What the-?" I stared at the ceiling, blinking into the harsh light blinding one side of my face, forcing me back onto the cold, dusty ground. Everywhere on my body ached.
Time stood still. Everything around Roxy became a blur as she raced towards the pay phone, knowing that if she didn't reach it, she may never see her family again. How long had it been ringing.
Have you ever wondered why foreigners have trouble with the English Language. Let's face it English is a stupid language.
Flo sat in silence. She didn't know whether to pull her hand a away or not. "I'm sure the Prince Of Terran is very lucky to have you for a bride..." his words sort of trailed off.
The numbers on January's arm caught the light. Three minutes. Twenty seven seconds - make that twenty six. January cradled her head in her hands, and kept her breathing as normal as she could.
I ran. I ran as fast as I could, away from that park, and away from HER. After what she tried to do, I am never, ever going back, not for all the tea in china.
The bedroom smelt of sex and smoke, Of old cigars and passions broke. A broken bucket by the wall, Tangled sheets to break a fall. A splash of red against the bed, A book discarded, yet unread.
Take these wings of blackest night, I cannot wear them one more night. Take away this pain I feel, For I no longer heal. Take me from this place I sleep, All night I weep...
There was a glass of wine with my name on it but now there's two Change that...
How to be successful on opuss: 1. Subject matter Think about what the subject of your poem or story or joke is. Opussians like things with feeling and have a original idea.
#acorns If you were here What would we do Stay with the old.