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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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TeenInk "Thinking is the best way to travel." - The Moody Blues http://t.co/5jzE5kVJyB

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  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Our lives are fleeting; a spec on the string of time. And yet, we persist. Searching for meaning. Are there answers? Who really cares. We will die, anyway. There’s so much to do. And not much I want to do. I just need a rest....
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    Nothing is the touch of a feather on a cheek or the hush or a whisper or a thumping heartbeat. Nothing is a time, it's a day of the week when the universe stands all silent and meek. Nothing is the dance to a band on the street who haven't seen their parents since they were ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I don't think I will ever see a poem nice as powdered cheese. Or choose between three knights whose names are Boiled, Mac or Roni. I cut milk and pour butter onto a sea of shells riding on the Noble Steam named Boiled, Mac, or Roni. The creases on the shells wa...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    I found him lying in the bathtub, the water stained dark pink with blood. I could even see the cuts on his writsts, drained and pale. His hair was cut short. I could see the items of his pre-suicidal events scattered about the floor. The scissors which he used to cut his hair, then to slit his wrist...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    I'll tell you what it's like when you're hanging on the phone when you're depending on a love that's only six months old. I'll tell you what it's like when all that matters is the minute between when you say goodbye and when you can't forgive it. I...
  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
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    I would like to say how weird it is that the average person is three times more likely to die because of being hit in the head with a coconut than from a shark attack. That sounds pretty dangerous to me! So, why are there movies about killer sharks, but no movies about killer coconuts? I'll tel...
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    You've built a world of preps and jocks only you're in the laughingstock. And when you turn to laugh at them, they stare at you like you've got three heads. Everything's the same here, or maybe you're just gettin' older. Thirteen can mean alot more issues...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    Hamlet wasn't a prince. He was a rock star. And I was Ophelia. The one who had to watch him suffer. Hamlet's craziness had nothing to do with a lust for revenge. It was fame. I was the one who had to stand back, watching him being eaten by his ownstardom. Watching him collect friends like ...

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