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  Poetry

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  Ask me this: Do I write Poetry because I like to? Or does Poetry like me writing it? When I write do I have a general idea first? Or does an idea generaly come to me as I write? After i'm finished do I read it over and over again? Or will the verses stand there moking someone else to read...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Free Falling

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  Litteraly stepping off the cliff wasn't the hard part. It was the freefall. And then when I landed, Gravity took a minute to catch up. So I waited while thinking about the ride down. And every little moment felt like a still-pistured movie. But when I woke up all I could remember was seeing...
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  Everyday

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  Some call me ugly, some call me fat, some call me nasty, but I'm fine with that. There's ones who say I'm shy, ones who say I'm mean, ones who highly judge me, and ones who know I dream. There's been times when I've been wrong, times when I've lost sight, times...
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  I Have A Heart

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  I have a heart But it's made of gold. Pure at it's start But easily sold. It's common to lose So I am told. But hard to get back Once bought buy who knows? But I tricked you So you see? I know where it is And so does he. It's at the market With pieces all skatered. ...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  When I Stole Popsicles.

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  When I was a little black fairy princess I stole popsicles and heart shaped chocolates and bottles of pop from my humble kingdom. I actually lived as a peasent girl in a nice home but with a crude family. They'd tell me to clean up after the baby or eat all my nasty food or I would starve, and ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  I Have A Name

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  I am a kid who's been through abuse. I am a kid who's been through neglect. I am a kid who's had all the riches. I am a kid who's lived on the streets. I am a kid who's been spoiled rotten. I am a kid who's lost their parents. I am a kid who's forgotten thei...
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  If I Were

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  If I were a stick man, And a stick man was me Then I'd be a drawing, And he'd be 3D And all of my friends would be stick men two, If I were a stick man and a stick man was you. Now, If I were a flower, A rose bud for say Then I'd be gorgeous, In a blossoming sort of way ...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  She sees He

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  So I know this person. Sh'es not a girl. I know someone else. He's not a boy. She's a she who can tell stories to children in the most animated way and can dance like no other dancer you've ever seen. He's a he who can beat a proffesional on ANY video game and can draw with ...
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  The Way I Feel

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  I need quiet It keeps me alive The sounds of the deep To look through ones eyes Let go of all feeling Let whispering in To beat with a heart And flow with the wind When swollen in sorrow And sick as can be Trick thoughts out of tomorrow Slipping in is misery....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Darkness

  

  By Flightless, Spencer, IA

  I'm walking through the stillness There's nothing alive but me. A few cars pass as the wind blows the trees. Something is out there, but I can tell it's not human. I walk through the shadows as a dark dreary shape appears. It's a ghostly man with a knife, and he's comin...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Thunder Storm

  

  By Flightless, Spencer, IA

  The hissing sounds of the trees Threaten me with their ominous waves Their shadows lurk over me As if to say I shouldn't be here Yet what am I? The opening to the wonders? No. I am only the peephole to inwhich beauty can find As the thunder moves through me And the lightning streaks pa...
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  [i(')m]PERFECT[ion]

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD

  Everyday, we all see and hear different people react differently to different things. We are all unalike. When i walk into a store I see different people, and they see me as different. Next time you, reader, walk into a store think about those people's lives and who they are inside, even if yo...
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  Am I Dreaming Up Close or from Afar?

  

  By Flightless, Spencer, IA

  Everything I've been living for for the past 3 years is to be a singer and an actress, the only place I've gotten so far is good practice and comments from people I know. I don't have too much money but I know I have the right skills. I only hope that someday really soon someone will ...
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  Freestyle Art

  

  By Flightless, Sioux Falls, SD