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  Flying Rock

  

  By Kieran8, Kingston, MA

  I looked down upon the bottom of the earth. It appeared endless, as if I were to jump and never hit the ground, just floating above everything. My mind felt blurry and jumbled up like a weed in a flower patch, not knowing what to do, just sitting there wondering why it was here and how to get out....
• Poetry > Ballad
  Guilty Conscience

  

  By Kieran8, Kingston, MA

  The man who was once the picture of truth Is now the picture of lies. He cries himself to sleep at night With sorrow in his eyes. The man who once smiled with joy Is now framed with a frown. For he says it was just God Who said to beat his son down. His head is filled with broken dreams ...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Rive of Remembrance

  

  By Kieran8, Kingston, MA

  It felt like years since I’d seen a Sun that wasn’t consuming me. Tearing and burning my skin to the point where I could barely walk without feeling excruciating pain. My mouth felt like it had been blowtorched profusely and little needs were digging into the flesh of it. The lips that had on...