You, me, and a whole lot of nothin'

So many things to say. But what to say? How to end this day? I, the mouse don't have the heart to pray the hurt away. Eyes on the quaking hamster, you. The one who killed their pastor because you were just a little bit faster. How to say? Something....

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Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Tata Rotta

#17 of fluffybutt prose poems this one doesn't make much sense. it's the 2nd draft of the previous one. he wanted something "happier," and i have yet to get back to him on it. like... what would holy water be doing in hell?

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Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Crumbs

#16 of fluffybutt prose poems not based off any actual furry, just a first draft of a poem for a horror fan who actually didn't care much for this one, at least not when applied to his own character. the boarders do not know where they are.

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A Dragon's Search

This is my first attempt at poetry. o.oi've honestly taken little interest in it and have rarely read any prose, so this should be interesting.

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Having a friend by - (Prose Addendum)

The ever-wonderful tristan black wolf looked at a smutty commission of mine (the colored version of which can be found below, as well as here) and wrote some prose that is far, far too classy (in my humble opinion) for it.

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About: Shyness

In this prose i show some "challenges" that a shy person have to face in his/her daily life. copyright http://courage-and-feith.deviantart.com/ should i confess all my love to her ? should i fight for my rights ?

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The Love Song of a Warrior-Poet

This poem was drafted with no particular meter in mind, and with the exception of a few rhymes is mostly prose.

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Aspiring Authors Toll Road to Publication

Some of those rejected had truly brilliant insights and, ultimately, popular prose to offer. notable among them are stephen king, george orwell, and j.k. rowling." (grensing-pophal).

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Culling the Fold

#2 of scribbles a narrative poem, or a prose poem, or a meditation on the end. culling the fold and god looked down upon the face of the world which they had created so long ago. in their absence it had changed, and yea, it displeased them greatly.

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A Poetic Definition.

For even in free verse, the plain truth that plain prose speaks plainly is crystalized, is sanctified, to a mosaic icon. and does the halo make the icon? or the jeweled letters? the colors of the tesserae? the linden wood unblemished?

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Dreamscape[prose poetry]

Dream Escape A deep blue sky, and a field of wildflowers as far as the eye can see. The horizon ponders to itself in the twilight. Stars are putting on a show: twinkling, dazzling, flying across the sky like there was no tomorrow, which could...

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Chocolate Factory/Care A Lot

prose/poetry i love you i was born in the 70s, among odd angled houses, and eyes looking out of windows. "mellow yellow", along with "how much is that doggy in the window?", seems connected forever in my life.

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