Man on Stage
Man on stage, oh, how you straddle the strings that hold me together. I am a guitar in your arms, a mic in your palm, a shuddering, tormented wreck - like a nerve exposed.
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Man on stage, oh, how you straddle the strings that hold me together. I am a guitar in your arms, a mic in your palm, a shuddering, tormented wreck - like a nerve exposed.
Patiently and quietly, I watch your dark figure disappear over the horizon Not looking back, A curse pressed on the inside of your mouth And a tear rolls, glassy and not belonging to me Down a...
Hey. I'm Saby. People don't understand me because I'm different, I don't wear make up like everyone else does, I don't worry if my clothes are unstylish, and yet I don't stick my nose down and study.
My name is angel, only I'm not the fluffy bouncy angels I was named after. I'm the rebellious fallen angel.
Her feet were bare and freezing, but she couldn't go home yet. Not with her hads empty, no, Father wouldn't like that. He'd beat her again, and she didn't want to be beaten.
FICTION. Hello, my name is Evey. I am fifteen summers old. I am an only child. I am in foster care, living with foster parents. I am Mad. Do you want to know why I am Mad. You can't.
One minute your there Next minute your gone I miss you so much Your absence is long I cannot be without you Your presence is missed And i cant remember the last time i was kissed #minute.
When i remembered what had happened that morning, I had woken up in hospital. It must have been night time because Josh was sleeping beside me. He was untouched, just a few cuts and bruises.
There is nothing I love more than that of the feeling of the cool breeze through my hair, the wind gently kissing my face as I tread through the streets.
One sunny day in the middle of the desert lived a very nice crocodile her name is Ally .She was a purple crocodile she also loved to wear her blue starry T shirt but there was one problem there was...
Me and my husband browsed the aisles of the market for a new pasta. It was new recipe night and we didn't want the regular penne or linguini.
Her smiles were feigned yet modest, her actions pleasing yet desperate, her hair tied in a professional manner. All she knew was she needed this job. "Alright, Mimi.
In the darkness of a lonely room only the light of a television illuminates a lone chair.
Lily: So I heard. Sara is finally out of the hospital. Yet I didn't see her at school. Rumors are that she lost her memory so her parents decide to change her school.
I was woken up by my own scream. A cold sweat trickled down my neck and forehead, and my heat was beating at a dangerous pace.
It was unusually cold for this time of year. It was too early in the fall for this. The girl barely felt the shock blanket around her shoulders as she watched paramedics surround the shattered car.
I was walking home from my school, also walking to the Community garden were everyone could plant something. I was going to check on my Magnolia's. I was a little cold.
Constant rocking, to and fro, What. We live on a pirate boat. But wait, you are screaming, Why aren't you leaving. Oh we're on rocking ship, What's that. *clip* *clip* I'm now by some trains.
Awesome... I've just had an awesome idea... #dream Tell me your dreams... Post what has been your best dream ever, tag me in the comments and put #dream as your title.
She realised I was looking at her. Ellie's eyes filled with tears and she ran out of my room. I figured she needed to be alone. I started on my homework to take my mind off it. It didn't work.
I squeezed my eyes tight and held my fist out in front of me. Running the small coin through my fingers, I tried to remember everything my big sister, Eve, had told me about wishes...
*** We warned the people in the cafe to not go outside, and having seen what we just saw, no longer thought us as being crazy, and stayed where they were.
*** Just then, we saw a shadow going past the frosted glass (it wasn't cold, it was just the type of glass). (The shadow was the very thing that had chased us into the cafe).
*** "They say that it comes back every year to try and ruin the car show", Julia finished "Now, I better get back to work, we have work to do, the show is beginning to start", then Julia disappeared.