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Kite Runner1. We would sit in the trees our feet unrestrained by Gravity and the weigh of the world Our ankles brushed against tree bark and skinKite Runner
We would laugh and swing our feet
In the opposite direction
We were always sitting in trees Looking down to the world swinging
From great heights
We just never knew it
2. I stood in the snow
Just fallen
And watched you
Hidden safely behind a wall
Looking on at the spectacle like It was horror movie at the Cineplex and I could bury My head into your shoulder and find comfort Li
by ~stormmoon
Poetry to goHer spider web house drips with delicate lines of pearled dew She spends her days comparing ocean length truths to crystal drop liesPoetry to go
Only to find the lies weigh more The rain dances amidst contented sighs as she sits in the puddling street Her wishes echoed in her porcelain tears- each one bidding her home
At night her dreams are etched with the constant relapse of waves Every crash filing her with unequipped longing for a utopia she’s yet to enter
But every sigh uttered but the loving ocean whispers promises in her ear Promising her that she will soon come home
by ~stormmoon
Group poem in AestheticsA death by loved by death shattered to live One gone in the tapestry Fraying at the edges ofGroup poem in Aesthetics
a perfect society bloodied with finger-paints painted by our children’s children a heart laying in the center of a coffee table like the endless strings that hold our strange puppets together. But then like a locomotive, the sound of your sorrow comes Like ghosts in the rain Drifting Lost A child in the forests
That are beating
They are alike And I am jealous They have n
by ~stormmoon
Trix 20 somethingAbigail stood there, not moving. Torn between her duties she felt she owed to the house and everyone in it, and self preservation.Trix 20 something
“Andrew, lock the door would you.” “Why?” “Two reasons. First, common sense, and second, we’re not alone, they double booked us. The second they get a chance J and A will come and take over the mission, getting all the credit.” “Who?” “James and Adeline.” “Who are James and Adeline?” “James is the guy we worked with in the bank.” “Which ban
by ~stormmoon
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Magic Book Chapter 5Chapter 5: Training Begins and the Secret Room The Great Wizard led Keira up staircases. The whole castle seemed to be made of staircases. But instead of sneaking around secret passages The Great Wizard took a more direct path. The staircases were much wider and they never squeezed through tight spaces. They even passed some of the stained glass windows. When The Great Wizard held open a door for Keira she couldn’t help but gasp. The room was marvelous. The walls were high and gleaming white, like the rest of the castle. Shelves were stacked across the walls like in the library only these were filled with strange looking objeMagic Book Chapter 5
by ~SpiralMare
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- Current Residence: out in space somewhere
- Favourite movie: italin job- the remake
- Favourite band or musician: cold war kids
- Favourite genre of music: rock or something that slightly resembles rap... if its good
- Favourite artist: Ana
- Favourite poet or writer: Tessa the terminator
- Favourite photographer: Rachel or Ellen
- Operating System: pc all the way
- MP3 player of choice: ipod
- Shell of choice: I'm not a walk down the ocean colocting shells type of person
- Skin of choice: green
- Favourite game: life counts as a game right?... Simpson loser takes all... you lose.......TO WIN!!!
- Favourite cartoon character: Ralph Wiggum
- Tools of the Trade: pen to paper and spell check
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Through the red-litten windows see
Vast forms, that move fantastically
To a discordant melody,
While, like a ghastly rapid river,
Through the pale door
A hideous throng rush out forever
And laugh--but smile no more.
~E. A. Poe
I'm good now
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Tranquility: the space between one heart beat and the next
Infinity: the relapse between one broken promise and the next
Divinity: the hollow emptiness between one red tear and the next
Don’t cut. Not class, not flesh. It’s stupid.
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Through the red-litten windows see
Vast forms, that move fantastically
To a discordant melody,
While, like a ghastly rapid river,
Through the pale door
A hideous throng rush out forever
And laugh--but smile no more.
~E. A. Poe
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Tranquility: the space between one heart beat and the next
Infinity: the relapse between one broken promise and the next
Divinity: the hollow emptiness between one red tear and the next
Don’t cut. Not class, not flesh. It’s stupid.
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~There's a special kind of freedom sisters enjoy. Freedom to share innermost thoughts, to ask a favor, to show their true feelings. The freedom to simply be themselves. ~
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Tranquility: the space between one heart beat and the next
Infinity: the relapse between one broken promise and the next
Divinity: the hollow emptiness between one red tear and the next
Don’t cut. Not class, not flesh. It’s stupid.
--
Tranquility: the space between one heart beat and the next
Infinity: the relapse between one broken promise and the next
Divinity: the hollow emptiness between one red tear and the next
Don’t cut. Not class, not flesh. It’s stupid.
--
Tranquility: the space between one heart beat and the next
Infinity: the relapse between one broken promise and the next
Divinity: the hollow emptiness between one red tear and the next
Don’t cut. Not class, not flesh. It’s stupid.
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