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@MelchiorJ13 is now laying at 20. Truly an amazing writer. One among all of you. Who inspire me. I've moved up too. Up to 18. Still quite scary. To be this close. I congratulate you all.
We like to think our words dissipate. As fast as our breath on a chilly morn. Hanging long enough to be noticed,. And then soon departed, from us shorn. As if we were free from obligations.
I believe that love Has a very strange But great Sense of humour. It makes you think It makes you believe There is no hope As tight as a rope.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who's the fairest of them all. Who's the ugliest, the worst, Who is treasured, Who is cursed. Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who will rise and who will fall.
#household A jewellery box Without any locks Is not the place To keep your socks. Nor is it a place To keep a fox Or your grandfather clocks Or any amount Of igneous rocks.
Some days seem short, some days seem long, Some days don't want to end... Then we feel weak instead of strong, No longer to pretend.
Kim's mate, Sid Was a 5 legged spider At first, there was fear Now love is inside her What a lovely thing To just come back And say 'I'm off now, Kim You're the best in the pack You didn't dust...
Do you want to write about opuss.
We are the many who count as a few,. Who stay on the track when our lives go askew,. We are the writers, our weapon's the tongue,. We are the thousands that count as the one,.
I repost because you write, Because your words have made me LAUGH, Maybe made me THINK a little, CRY a little, DIE a little, I repost because your words INSPIRE, Inspire me to read much...
I deas flow round free like the sun. N obody's left out, we all write as one. T oo many to list, stories are spun. R eminiscing past tales writing is fun. O puss is great we all help eachother.
The plot is not always perfection, The words not quite polished to glow, Some headed in backwards direction, But, sometimes, a flaw needs to show, Not all writes can shine as a diamond, Immortalised...
In a quiet little village, Down at England's heart, Lived a young called Vera Who felt like baking a .
#youngwritershousehold Falling, Under this spell, Loving, I don't do well. Kissing, I don't do, Hugging, Maybe just for you.
The early pages, coloured,. In red and blue and green,. A lot of broken crayons,. With some pencil in between,. A little on, a lot of yellow,. Golden marks in ink,.
A limerick on judging.
I get a feeling we won't win these games. Call me wrong but dont call me names.
If only I'd of said. All those things I thought could be read. If only I'd told you. That I love you too. If only we'd tried. Instead of cried. If only things had been. Different and we'd seen.
#yougwritershousehold Dragons eye and lizards tails, Human blood and fingernail. Fire hot and potion boil, Add a drop of toil. Shroud in stream and burn in smoke, A screaming girl and a toads throat.
I have a case of writer's block,. A wall of solid steel,. As hard to break as solid rock,. Don't think I'll ever heal,. I do the first that comes to mind,. Pour water in the kettle,.
My name is very regal, very dominant indeed. My name means 'joy' or 'freeman' But it comes from across the sea.... A German lass, she brought it here, then wed our old King George.
Don't go around thinking your better than me, We're all perfect - can't you see.
I've been gone a day and already my sister has rung 14 times so Em this Hunni is for you You're funny and cute And such a lovely beaut You're a one off girl Even though your head can be in a...
#household @timmsyy A race of literature, And I'm winning, A sea of words, And I'm swimming. A house of paper, Fragile and thin, Don't open the door, The wind will blow in.