Filler

Dark nights sad mornings worrying afternoons terrifying fears they never go away dark nights they always comsume us sad mornings they never become happy worrying afternoons we always worry no matter what may happen terrifying fears

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The Story Of A Hero. 1.

I never knew about my mom or my dad, I can live by myself without adults having to help me. I can cook, clean, take care of myself, and study. The place I lived was in a big family, but it still felt like the orphanage, there were many other kids. The...

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Simmer Down

When everything's burned to the ground When everyone's voice has no sound When every last thing's fallen down Let it simmer down   And when no more words can be said And all the blood's gone to my head When everything's burned to the ground Let it...

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Hold On (Thursday Prompt 9/14/12)

If I hear that goddamned song one more time, I swear I'm going to go crazy. The lyrics have no meaning to me anymore. The notes don't even sound like a tune. You know, the last time I intentionally listened to that song, I was thirty pounds lighter and...

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Cast Away - Poem

        This initially was going to be lyrics for a song, but I don't really have any musical talent so I decided to make it a poem. It's probably not all too good of a poem, but now at least it's getting some use.   Cast Away   I lay in the...

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The Night

i have been one acqatented with the night i have walked out in the rain and back in vain i have walked down the saddest city lane i have passed by the watchmen in his heat and dropped my eyes unwilling to explain And further still at an...

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Bad Dreams

Janik had lost the baby. One day she had been standing on a mountain, Cadence at her side, thoughts of the young one running all over the place, causing mischief, and now she knew that wouldn't happen. In the short time that she had been carrying the...

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My Life In Sorrow. Poem.

_My life in sorrow._ _Getting worse for every tomorrow._ _Stuck in the bitter darkness._ _Waiting for a glimmer of light._ _For someone to hold me tight._ _Someone that can open my eyes._ _And bring clarity as of no surprise._ _For I have long...

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Unspoken

I'm sorry For the things I do not say Even when the words Do come They stick upon My tongue And slowly Fade away. You keep me On a ledge Where I can only Fall I could walk along it But never From it Can I stray. I'm...

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Is Love Real? -Chapter 1

**Chapter 1** I drop the box right next to the others and sigh. "So much boxes to unpack." I mutter to myself and goes downstairs. I see my mom, Mary, in the kitchen and sits down at the table. "Can't I start school next week? Please?" Mom shook her...

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Epilogue

Dr. Hetrick looked at his wristwatch. 7:49. He sighed a long sigh, closing his eyes and removing his glasses. It had been a long day at the Kenosha Family Medical Center. Not many patients, which meant slow. It was only a family doctor's office, after...

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Eevee's Journey, Part 4.

The small eevee asked as she leaned down on her hind paws and rested her fronts on his knee, hating so see her trainer so sad. the small kid used the back of his hand to wipe away some tears and looked down at his pokémon.

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