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TeenInk How would you rearrange this old cliche? "You can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar" http://t.co/xTNZxcKYxK

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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The earphones buzzed and popped as they were plugged into the desktops hard drive. The middle-aged woman tip-tapped away at the keyboard, thumping the stiff space-bar between every word. Her typing rapidly increased as the callers panic heightened. The line died! "Hello, hello are you there?&qu...
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    "I wasn't asleep sir, honest." "No, but you were falling asleep." his English teacher replied with a firm sarcasm. Liam, still disorientated, felt a little too arrogant and replied over confidently "no, I was just heavily blinking, sir." Before his teacher could...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Our faces opposite; her sparkling eye glistens into mine. She gives me kisses; cheek to cheek; nose to forehead. She pulls my socks off and tugs at the cuffs of my jeans. She crawls up my legs on all fours; panting from excitement. She climbs onto me; sitting on my lap; she stares at m...
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    Children weep; adults can’t earn their keep. Some are foodless; some are waterless. Swallowed jewels. The only water is murky pools. Hitler’s men, towering over like Big Ben. Rebels killed; their blood is spilled. A slice of bread. An aching head. Seven people to a place. Your tim...
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    A tear runs down my cheek; cos’ I want what I feel is no longer there; not anymore; if there was anything there in the first place. I try and try; an unsatisfactory person am I? To feel unworthy is a bully’s job; so what exactly is my love? The feeling of something out of my leagu...

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