Y always U...

Y always U... From a long way down, I stood up right to see a final sight A picture purely imagination beginning to form as my vision & emotion became one storm Torn between each & every seam, I made a nightmare with care out of our dream Slender...

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Pass-t...

Pass-t... Grown into the piece of a person that changes a life for the better I've since thrown away the words that were too much to share in person, I've set fire to the letter As I see a smile made for another, it leaves me with one for...

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Me-more-E...

Me-more-E... (Memory) Divided by time, reminded by memories pure Through actions too far taken, outcomes must endure With pieces placed so preciously among the picture yet to be In the moments that remain, there's plenty left, at least to...

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Under The Cherry Blossoms Chapter Eight Part One

Author's Note: If your squeamish don't read this chapter. At least until I tell you to do so. It contains candid mentions of eating insects. Specifically Meal Worms and Giant Ants. ...

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Fur-iday night lights...

To the darkest of nights, the lighting nowhere to be found To the fearful noises, & shadows about, not making a sound I give in enough to remain sane before what happens takes place My imagination always on, my common sense forever giving...

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A look back...

A look back... Bending about vines of doubt I think back to what I have, & thought I couldn't live without ... Almost unreal to find so much I said goodbye to in such a short while Hurtful or otherwise, I find in each memory, a smile My eyes...

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Awoken... (been a while...)

Awoken... (been a while...) Eyes closed, I saw nothing but a wall As I finally slept with eyes open, I could finally watch it fall A dream or reality, it didn't matter either way... In a blur so obscure, what you see can be night & day ...

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How It Goes - Part 23

Scott listens to the doorbell ring - the_Imperial March_an ominous welcome to his presence heard dimly through the door. The door unlocks, and Oscar peers out with his earphones askew. "Scott?" "Hey," Scott replies meekly as he rubs his hands. The...

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---Lightly timing...---

Tricky is a watch with hands always turning Never unaware of a candle light burning To simply give reason to seconds ticking away Instead of lost on thought till night turns to day The candle shows only light, & gives room, space for a dream to...

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Among the ready...

Short story description, poetry, poem, slice of life among the ready...

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Chris Cross: The Family Business

The Family Business Written by D.J. **_This story is a work of Anthropomorphic fiction, depicting humanoid animals in a human setting. The characters Zig Zag is the creation of MaxBlackRabbit. Tabitha, Jacob and Chris Cross as well as any other...

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New Dawn: Making Friends in Fighting Places

Wrote this during nanowrimo after all and didn't have a lot of time to look back on what i was writing but still it should all make sense overall so by all means enjoy this slice of life fiction of everyone's favorite wiger.

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