its scary

i see the clouds rolling over the horizon, i smell the humidity in the air i say the storms coming and i shiver others ask "why do i care?" the clouds get dark, the sunlight begins to fade still i keep up the facade the wind begins to pick up, and...

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The Power of the Mind (Thoughts)

The first words he jotted on the top were: my acceptance of life and death now that he had his title, he could move on: if i were to die tonight, i would regret holding my tongue.

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Every Now and Then

Every now and then, you take time to notice the impacts on your life. whether it be all the stress and hardships, or all joy and happiness you ever felt.

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Back into the real world

A continuation to a new way of life after the surgery tiran finally returns to the real world but it looks like the world isn't very accepting of him.

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Xenophobic Tendencies

You never really understand the world Until you travel and experience As much of it as possible. You could Not possibly understand the grand growth Of their cultures, speeches and of their stance Against the rest of us, for the race's...

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the two paths

as he walks in to a maze of darkness on all fours, his eyes cant make out the light, but there is a opening to a new place. once he opens his eyes and begins to see the darkness wrapping around his ,tender,light demeanor is shown. the innocence once...

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Cards

#3 of poetry my observations on life. take from it what you will. **cards** ** ** the cards are dealt, the impact is felt, two hands we see, how will these lives be?

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A Reason To Bear The Darkness

They would become the reason to bare the darkness, the reason to carry on and fight for my life isntead of hiding in the shadows.

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Game Over Chapter 1 Game On

For everyone on earth life is a game where they earn points and compete to receive that ultimate extra life when their life snuffs out and get a game over.

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Poem #80: Ghost

_Ghost_ There is something in the air Something I cannot see I feel the passing there She has been torn away from me Someone I cannot see Listen to the reasoning Of the blissful child Running through the air blustering Where the hedge is wild...

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chapter one

#1 of life with kate sorry it was short its my first time writing a story. it was late afternoon in jasper park. kat and humphreywere just getting back from kates parents den. huhrey, asked kate. yes kate what is it.

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Taking a Step Back

I take a step back and pull up a chair and begin to watch my own life. no this not really a story, but rather a philosophy of life. in order to completly under stand something, one must remove him or herself from the situation and become the audience.

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