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Found another poem...I hear the wind as it howls through the night Causing the trees to danceFound another poem...
And our homes to moan And the clouds race across the sky To reveal a blanket of stars above.
by ~Hindrance-of-light
Sleep... “I don’t know how I ended up in this bizarre place; I just did. One minute ago I was sitting at my desk in my math class being bored out of my mind, and the next thing I knew I was flying through some sort of weird tube, and then I ended up here!” exclaimed a young, and quite flustered, male (about 15 years old.) “Whatever. The next time you decide to pop up out of nowhere, just have enough brains not to land on the wing of someone’s glider.” An unusual-looking young female scorned, clearly disgruntled at having her glider knoSleep...
by ~Hindrance-of-light
The cold rainI felt the cold rain as it hit my face. The feeling of loneliness is overwhelming Yet, I’m not alone. I’m never alone.The cold rain
by ~Hindrance-of-light
ending-Sort of a ghost story“Well, won’t they be disappointed when you tell them that their “ghost” is still a living old lady. And it’s no bother at all! I always enjoy talking to you younger folk. You remind me of myself in my youth-bold and determined to keep my reputation.” After you introduce your friend and yourself to the elderly resident of the old mansion, the three of you head off to prove to your neighbors that the place wasn’t haunted at all, and that they should have checked for themselves instead of making up wild stories.ending-Sort of a ghost story
by ~Hindrance-of-light
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- Interests: literature and art (duh)
- Favourite genre of music: anything except rap, country, or high-volumed crap.
- Favourite style of art: how could I have a favorite? all art forms are awesome!
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We are all born with an equal balance of good and bad...however, it is the choices we make that define which we will become. If the world revolved around any one person, then the end of the world would come quickly. Human lives are notoriously short.
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Playing with fire is best left with the pros.
"P.S. the price tag scanner is NOT a toy"- Decollatedart (a VERY best friend)
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"Innocence is the weakest defense. Innocence has a single voice that can only say over again, "I didn't do it." Guilt has a thousand voices, all of them lies."
- Leonard Peltier
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We are all born with an equal balance of good and bad...however, it is the choices we make that define which we will become. If the world revolved around any one person, then the end of the world would come quickly. Human lives are notoriously short.
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"Innocence is the weakest defense. Innocence has a single voice that can only say over again, "I didn't do it." Guilt has a thousand voices, all of them lies."
- Leonard Peltier
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We are all born with an equal balance of good and bad...however, it is the choices we make that define which we will become. If the world revolved around any one person, then the end of the world would come quickly. Human lives are notoriously short.
Btw, do you tend to write more poetry, or short stories? Just curious. ^^
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"Innocence is the weakest defense. Innocence has a single voice that can only say over again, "I didn't do it." Guilt has a thousand voices, all of them lies."
- Leonard Peltier
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