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  • Fiction > Romance
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    On the nights when the sky is as black as ink, the moon is as white as snow; something comes creeping, like fog across the land. On the nights when the stars are hiding away and the creatures of the night cower in silence; something sinister slinks. I can tell you once, and I can tell you twice, bu...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    Love and fear are as intertwined as the hairs in a homeless man’s beard. Both make men’s hearts beat fast, their palms go sweaty and their knees knock together; both wield more power than lightning, strike faster than a bullet and burn worse than acid. Their only difference is the poetry that su...
  • Opinion > Current Events / Politics
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    All over the world, and though history; people have fought for freedom. Freedom and justice for all, with equal rights and democracy. But the road to these things is long and rough, dangerous and racked with horror. As twenty eleven draws to a close, I look back on the year and think what I remember...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    For many years, dear, I have lived half a life You and I, dear Were to halves, and now you've passed on, dear There was only one half left In that little half life, dear I did not grow, I aged but did not change, For with half a life, there is nothing Now, dear, I beg yo...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I wrapped up warm this winter, too keep out the cold Warm scarfs wrapped around my neck A coat wrapped round my body Lots of warm socks for my feet And high topped boots to keep out the snow But all these warm clothes Could not warm my heart So forever, this winter I was cold No ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    In my heart there was a seed The seed was dark and small And from it sprouted a rose The rose's petals were red as blood The rose's leaves was greener then green The rose's thorns were black as night Inside my heart, The rose flourished, For you were my sun, my water. ...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Melted faces surround me. Faces burned right off, eyes burned to charcoal, facial features pour off the bones. These men are the other face of war. These are the soldiers no one wants too see. Not one of these men will receive an award on TV; no government official will shake their twisted and pucke...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    There are some people, in this world, who have gifts. I don’t know who gives those gifts, or why people receive them or when they are taken. Some people say everyone has one, some people say when they have give in one area they lack in another. Maybe everyone has a gift. It seems to me, that some ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The Special Place A cool wind sends a ripple across the flat sea. The sky is lit up with orange and purple, the sea is deep indigo. Before me the sun sets like a gigantic beach ball. The wind rushes over me, it gently lifts my hair off my shoulders, for a moment my hair flutters like a bird in th...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    The air is heavy. Sunlight blazes down on people, who go about every day business. They are used to the heat. The whir of one thousand bicycles adds a mechanical tone to the city Market vender’s shout to passers by Schoolchildren laugh and yelp as they tumble their way to school, one trip and her ...
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    Bare walls surrounded a tired looking room. Lacie sat in the middle of the floor. Her legs crossed she sat like a stone statue. Her funny looking face filled with concentration. Her eyes filled with curiosity, her fingers itching to turn the handle before her. To stop herself she has her small hand...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    Old turtle woman shuffles slowly. Her legs are heavy, her pace is slow. Her face is wrinkled and small, her youth and beauty have long since left her. Yet in her heart, she is the same girl she was many years ago. Away she walks, slowly but surely. Her feet know the way, she does not falter. Her...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    Fingers of cold wind pull jet-black hair from a tightly wound bun. The wind dries the tears on a scared face. The wind tears at a silky black scarf. She stands alone, her tears drying in the wind. The wind screams at her, whirling dust and leaves at her, she stands strong. Tears in her eyes and a g...

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