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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    A blue Chevy Impala parked at a gas station on the side of I-92. It parked in front of the store against the harsh blazing sunlight, and out from it walked Henry Langdale, a man of no consequence and dreams no horizon could limit. What he was searching for along the outskirts of a desert-riddled are...
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    Oh yeah, sure, lie to me; Break me down or whatever. Are you proud? No, go ahead! Waste me! What use is a broken toy? Fixing things is boring. I'm bored now; Can we do something else? Or not, that's cool. After all, this is so important, right? 'Cause fighting rules, totally...
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    I Maybe it was for the best, thought Michael Taylor, who stood over the wet burial ground where Mr. Jameson lay. He taught me a lot, and I didn’t even thank him. He wasn’t an emotional wreck…at least not on the outside. His mind was in turmoil, however. How could this man, wise and gen...
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    Swirling down the funnel thin, The sands glisten in the light. No one knows when they will end Their flowing; when day turns to night. Those that fell are trapped in glass-- Which sand becomes when it's burned. Some people may think it crass; They say to fall is to turn. Hypocrites,...
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    Take these chains away from me; I am not your slave to keep. What pity brings out this change That tells you about all your pain. Leave that place where shadows crawl, For it's a place that you appall. Where there's darkness visible Is where escape's impossible. Sad to say...
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    “She’s going critical! Get some oxygen in here, stat!” The EMT rushed a canister into the room in order to get at least some oxygen into her lungs. The breathing, slow as it was, was becoming dangerously nonexistent. They got the flashlight and shined it into her eyes…no response in her p...
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    Life is a game to me. There are people you meet, Each with personality. Some are evil, Waiting to be vanquished. There are instructions to follow, Which can be a hassle, If you don't learn quick. You make a mistake, It's game over, You're dead. Sure, You have many trie...
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    The charge begins at the shout, Taking us to the battlefield. The younger ones are eager, While the older soldiers tremble. The enemy camp is within sight, As we point our guns towards it. The tanks arrive as soon as us, Giving us time to point and shoot. The lieutenant barks his demands...
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    Rest now my dear friend, for your journey’s at an end, Taken quickly by the blade, yet your spirit now pervades In my soul and core to which I know you can never bend Our bond now broken, by that river that needs its token, Seeking only to find that one light that blinds, Knowing that y...
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    The soul is a mirror, reflecting your true nature Every mechanic of your being shows true within that mirror Within that mirror, your being is complete and whole with you To look inside your soul is to look at the person who is you And yet you do not recognize that person who is you No one ...
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    I’m a nobody in this lonely world No one knows who I truly am, and they never will While they may poke and prod at my flesh, trying to see the inside They don’t know me, for I’m just a speck of dust to them They don’t know what I like, what I don’t like or what I truly despise The...
  • Fiction > Action-Adventure
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    It was dark, peaceful and quiet during the rising of the sun of our first capture in the Great War to come. The beating of the sands of the hot and arid Arabian deserts was beginning to die down as we settled at the nearby assassin encampment. We made ourselves known that we were not thieves and wer...

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