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  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    There are certain truths you can’t fathom, like why the caged bird sings or where the ducks go in the winter. But today, you take a leap of faith and take a step impulsively outside of your ivory door. Oh, that ivory door that sits like a brick wall between you and the world. A rush of wind hits y...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Her eyes are like an opalescent moon that shimmers when the stars meet the sea. The wind paints he words in the night sky like pictures. I met her on a dreary September when the moon was low. It hung like a glass lantern over the sea. The faint smell of pine trees and sycamore leaves filled my lu...
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    These are but empty words filling up the spaces between my lungs. Empty spaces, e m p t y ______________s. And I once knew of a beautiful girl and she had the saddest eyes in the whole wide world. They could drown you, drown you like the ocean. And I once asked her, "Do you like to hu...
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    And sometimes the world smiles at you through its halcyon eyes, and everything seems perfect. The efflorescence of nature around you, the clouds, the birds, the trees. The wind sings its mellifluous songs to you. Everything is perfect. Except it's not. And then somewhere a baby cries. Its mo...
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    The man doesn’t see you. He can’t see you. You’re just another lonely ghost. The first thing you notice is the void. The blankness all around. There is nothing. No sky, no grass, no wind, no bird, no trees, no flowers, no sound of the rushing river, nor the sound of cars rushing by on the free...
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    I walk hand in hand with Death. He is my soulmate and I am his mistress. We cleanse one another with the blood of a thousand innocent victims smiles on our faces as we commit sin. Our nails tearing through her human flesh, blood pouring from her heart of blackness...
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    Ghost girl, she haunted these streets by the shoreline, singing her sad tune for all to hear. Beneath the stars was where she lived, moving often from place to place, making wishes on shooting stars that dissolved into particles of matter that, would eventually, float on into...
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    The first sightings of snow in December to cherish a new start, a new day. Falling, twirling, swirling around me like tiny white fairies dancing in the air so eloquently. Church bells ringing in the distance. Streets covered with snow. Purity. Then the cries of a child who has lost ...
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    Purple and blue, they cover his skin in splotchy, broken patches. Hands that seem old and withered for someone so young. He should not feel this deep piercing in his lungs. He should not have to cower behind the door, hiding his face, his eyes constantly falling to the floor in the man’s presence....
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    She dances circles around the stars. Fire is an ember that burns inside of her. With shards of broken wings she flies with, southward - onward, onward, towards the sun, her home she flies. Past purple clouds of lullaby she flies through. Until she has no more energy left. Then she hides her wings...
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    She fears not of falling asleep, but of the nightmare that is still there when she opens her eyes. Reality is all she has known in her dusty little corner. No colour or rainbows. She has never held a doll in her hands or had a beautiful dress in which she danced in. Voices are what commands her. ...
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    When I was five years old, my brother taught me how to swim. He was nine. We lived by the ocean where our parents owned a private beach house. They weren’t separated back then. Every summer we would grab our boat, my brother and I, and we would pretend to sail across the Atlantic, to somewhere far...
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    I see Them. I see Them everywhere. They whisper to me in the hallways at school, Their invisible hands tugging at my sleeves on the bus, and at home, Their long silver hands dragging me over to their side of the universe. "Come with us," They said. "Come with us to where we dwell ...
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    The girl, she sits in a corner, knees tucked up to her chest. It's freeing in the small, grey room. The ceiling is caved in; it is no longer a shelter...in fact, it never was. All the girl wanted to do was to get out of there alive. That's all she ever wanted. But she sits in her corner ev...
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    There is so much laughter left in her eyes. Her bright eyes of sunshine twinkling in the mist. The little girl laughs, running around the playground like a silly little goose, leaving her footprints in the sand. Her memories, her dreams. She fills her days with laughter, running around from one...
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    The room is silent. Loudly silent. Pages turn, people shuffle, a pencil gliding over a sheet of paper. It is silent. The world turns; somewhere in the distance, a dog barks. The room is silent. But I hear everything. The crying of a baby, the whimpering of a dog, the stabbing of a knife, someone ...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    Dear America, You don’t exactly know me but I have waited, and waited, and waited. Now is the time to write this letter that I have been holding back and I can’t help but express how frustrated I am with you! What happened to your honesty? What happened to freedom and truth? Sure, we are prot...
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    The world reminds me that I am human. Hiding in the shades of trees, roaming in the depths of my imagination. Forgetting... forgetting all traces of reality. It comes easily to me; very much like breathing. Sometimes I forget. People pull me out from behind the branches of trees and I am once again ...
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    It whispers to me. At night it tells me stories, telling its secrets to me in hushed voices, singing me lullabies at night, dancing, dancing, oh so gracefully in the starry midnight sky. Every night I listen, hoping - hoping - hoping, that it will come back. But she is a wanderer, a chaser, a dream-...
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    There is a place, West of the sun, where the bluejays - hidden among the trees - never stop singing, and where faeries slip in through your windows at night, sending you sweet dreams of butterflies gliding above the gossamer lake. When the Earth says hello - you will smell the scent of honey syrup -...
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    Blank White pages of nothingness stretched across my Earth. They are the walls that hold me together pieces by pieces. Crumbling in the fire. No water can save these blank pages. I hold in my hands my story, my walls, my shelter, my prison. Falling to the cold ice hidden by the snow. ...
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    I am a single dandelion that bloomed in a field of golden flowers. Dancing in the bittersweet rain, whispering to you in the wind. Dance, twirl, come, it whispers. Pieces of my soul Fluttering Away Like the summer bird that migrates in the Winter....
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    At night, the town is quite silient, like the deep sea, except for a whispering in the breeze. All alone, walking on an endless road, walking toward that distant voice, always looking for the small blue light. My heart is lost, please find it for me. Please call me with your heart. I'...
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    I sit in a corner of my room, cuddled against the blank walls. So many memories, they drown me down into waters of the ocean. A knife stabs at my heart, and I pull my knees up to my chest. It hurts, it really does, Everything does. It's dark outside to me, even though it's blinding...
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    Dear God, I've run away. Away from all that woe. And all the hate! And all the love! Away from all that woe. Won't you help us overcome our pain. Help us find truth, make the world a better, safer place? Sell us some time, give us more magic. Fix up the world, stop child abuse. Help us...

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