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Poetry is a simple thing Just like a simple thought- It comes and goes- It flows and flows- Words that bend the heart.
I had a dream. A very vivid dream. Where nothing at all. Was quite as it seemed. I was driving along. in my usual black car. On a local country road. But not very far. The kids were in the back.
Confined inside my wheeled chair, The ghosts of friends surround me, Gunshots, screaming, cannon fire, The echoes still confound me.
You often stare down my way As if it is you're trying to say Well maybe it isn't best this way Maybe this is how it's done Maybe this is supposed to be fun Am I the only one.
you know what. i listen to you better than anyone else ever would. you even admitted it.
Routine. That was everything, every goddamn day. Wake up shower, force myself to eat something, go to school.
I lay alone on my side, Thinking of where your body resides, How that, if you were here, You'd curl up behind me, And murmur in my ear, Rough hands coveting my curves, Lingering in dips, ...
[opps bad words] Green-fingers wrap as tendrils around my heart, Looking on as that bitch tears us apart, Can you see her cheap tricks and fake lips.
Someone screamed. It was close. The thick stench of smoke filled the dawn air, Joha coughed. The great grey wolf, Lunê, stalked low against the ground at his feet. Growling deep in her chest.
[this might offend, I'm not sure.] Try not to shout so loud, dear. I have a very sensitive ear.
Ryan I was worried about Anna on her first day at school, but I needn't have been. By the time I met up with her for second lesson, she was overjoyed.
Of all of the dogs, Both large and small, You’d expect at least one to be strange, But Old Sparky, The mighty, The barky, Did not fit in with the range.
I was crying as Lois pushed me back into my cell. "Your a fool Ally thinking you were going to be leaving this place today!" Edward said. Boy was I mad.
Positive thinking produces positive emotions which, in turn, produce positive actions.
Chapter 1: Nick was pretty pleased with himself; he had been busy studying for his Maths exam all weekend.
“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around.
Cold shells buried deep, buried deep under iced sheets, Snow covered body limbs, body limbs no longer heat.
The door closed with a creak and clicked shut behind me. I panicked, trying the doorknob, scanning for windows.
Just a little teaser of the next part ;) Part 6 •-•-•-•-•-• "Imogen. Come on Imogen, wake up" says a muffled voice that makes my hair tickle my cheek.
The selected few made their way across the clouded room to the library. Inside, every wall bar one was covered floor to ceiling in leather bound volumes.
Part 12: I opened my eyes to see myself sitting on the chair next to Kenny's bed leaning down with my head digging into my arms next to his legs.
Hiding Our Hurt. Chapter 1 ~~~ I entered the room as everyone stared at me. I had changed a lot since last year. I had dyed my hair, my tan had faded, my eye colour had changed due to my contacts.
Part 6 "Urrgh.
It had been 3 years, almost to the day that he'd left. She had tried, but she couldn't erase that date, it was etched into her mind forever. September 11th 2001.