Sibling Transformations

This was the day, my life changed forever. It all started on Sunday night, when I was walking home from a late-night baseball game with my friends. It was dark, and warm. My brown hair was kept out of my face by the light breeze. I was panting and...

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Hard To Love

Hard To Love Our love against a velvet floor For which we look and shut the door It was so hard to just give in Their love for each other deep within He stopped to look into his eyes The young man sad began to cry "I love you so much"...

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Pride

Even if the sun faded or the sky cracked, or even if the earth shook with such a crushing rage, I will always be with you. From every shattered bone to broken hearts, I would stand side by side with you. So who cares about the worlds trivial...

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045 - The Fool pt.05

Butters breathing got heavier with this recounting however, as it seemed to be stirring the same emotional state as it did the first time, just make this loneliness butters was grappling with feel more pronounced. ell though?

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A weird vent thing, probably will delete later

It's always been hard to describe these dips in mood and emotion, it's a freefall into an abyss. crying inexcerably into the night, my pleas of succor from my own filthy emotions not heard, of course, who would hear?

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Transformation

**Transformation** Orrys had never really felt like he fit in. He came from a rather large and prominent family, and all of them seemed to have their own talents. His siblings always got perfect grades in school, were on every sports team and...

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Just Once: Side Stories: the Feminist

Just as a heads-up, this is from the perspective of Albus Kane. This takes place in between two episodes I will publish in the near future There's one person that I felt like I really had to talk about right now: someone who goes by the name of Taera...

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The Other Side

They said the grass was greener, on the other side. But I checked, and it's a goddamned lie~ Just as grey, either side of the fence. And it tastes, the, same. Another day, and another test. Gotta play, the, game. Running round in circles,...

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Lion, Tiger and Bears, oh my, part 14

**October 20th, 2010** The door opened and I looked down to see his surprised expression. It quickly turned to a frown and only then did I notice wheelchair he was sitting on. The greeting I'd planned died on my lip. When I'd heard he'd been released...

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Cry For Me

#1 of poetry # **cry for me** someone i know died today we were close we were family all i feel is sadness all i feel is anger the memories are there my mind clouded in a fog of emotions i need someone something to sort it all out would you sit

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Ballad of a Broken Heart

This is a spoken word I wrote a few days ago when I saw a picture from an artist and was inspired to write this. It was an image of a girl wearing a wedding gown and was crying. I figured I'd write something to sum up the pain she was in. I waited...

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Great Pain

I hated never being emotional, my feeling center was lacking what it needed to be operational. i have since then those parts gathered, i am no longer so armored, i can toughen up if i wish, but that usually only causes me anguish.

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