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CARNAGENESIS 032 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Romantically Apocalyptic S01Characters: Narrator (Voice), Captain, Sniper, Engineer, PilotRomantically Apocalyptic S013 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Locations: City street, Subway gate with dusty Baseball, Apartment Living-Room with Table, Risk Set and Deceased Rodent
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The opening image depicts a city square fallen into decay and ruin, ravaged by the tides of nuclear war. In the midst of the city square, a man stands with his back to the camera, draped in a grey trench coat and an officer's cap on his skull. As the narrator speaks, the camera slowly zooms in on the back of his head.
Narrator: In the midst of a ruined city, forgotten by time, stands a lone figure. His real name is known to
Happy Birthday2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Amy's MittensAmy has colorful mittensAmy's Mittens7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wish I had Amy's colorful mittens
If I had those colorful mittens
I could be free
And colorful
Like Amy
But I'm not colorful
I'm not free
I'm only me
And my mittens are green
But I like my mittens
And I like me
But I sure like Amy's mittens
But I can be happy with my own
My green mittens
So unfree
Amy flaunts her happy mittens
Amy is so free.
'End of the Night'Twilight breaks, the dawn it takes'End of the Night'10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Upon the sky, despair it makes
I see your eyes, so lost and cold
A feeling known, so long so old
The night, it dwells
On hearts it spells
A silent ill
A deadly chill
The pain, it grips
The blood, it drips
Your sadness blooms
The stars, it glooms
If all I could
Dispel I would
The dying dawn
From you, its pawn
A shield of silver
To you, delivered
From I, to thee
A smile or three
I'd fight away
And bring the day
From night so cold
Your heart of gold
And back to us
From bloodied rust
Those eyes of thine
Genteel divine
Despair no more
From darkened lore
For here we stand
On gentle l
Cupid's ArrowsEarly morning at Chester Middle School, Ember was hiding behind some lockers watching the new transfer student, Demi, take books from his own locker. She watched him carefully and gulped a little when it seemed like he was looking her way. When he turned his head she ducked and hid quickly, her heart thumping fast. "Crap… I hope he didn't see me…" She thought rapidly and repeatedly in her head.Cupid's Arrows2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What are you doing?" Demi began as Ember jumped and flailed from his sudden appearance.
" W- What are you doing" She asked him, hiding her nervousness and the fact that she got scared for a second there.
"I believe I asked you first" He r
CARNAGENESIS 012 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Mission 0 pt 1Mission 0 pt 11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
..The camera was half broken, which made it hard to hear with all the static between words... But it was dead on clear in our minds after hearing the heavy metallic voice.
"Sh-show up KKKHHZZZ yourselves.. O-Or--KKKZZ will- destroy everything..BBBBZZZZT kill all innocents KKGGGTTTZZ and film..SSBB.. everything with-- this very camera..BZZZTT"
Rangers, get in gear! - White Ranger
Ready guys? -Black Ranger
Ready when you are black pepper. -Orange Ranger
Ha! This guys' gonna be easy! -Pink Ranger
TOO easy! -Grey Ranger
Ohohoho, epicness is about to happen~ -Yellow Ranger
Th-This is it.. -Neon Ranger
UUGGHH... Let's get this over with
Porcelanowa lalka"Porcelanowa Lalka"Porcelanowa lalka6 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Dedykuję Zbawicielom
Pamiętam stojącą w rogu szafy lalkę mojej siostry, Laury.
Laleczkę z porcelany.
Była jej nierozłączną towarzyszką nawet, gdy Laura dorosła.
Absurdalnie zastanawiałem się, czy lalki miewają uczucia.
Czy widzą?
Jeśli tak, co myślała porcelanowa laleczka, widząc, jak moja siostra wyskakuje przez okno?...
Teraz, gdy po latach odważyłem się wejść do zakurzonego pokoju, odnalazłem ją wzrokiem, leżącą w tym samym miejscu.
Podszedłem powoli, cho
poemmy light is your darkpoem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my dusk is your dawn
as my day fades yours begins
my love is your love
my thoughts that make me laugh make you laugh
but why
if my light is your dark
shouldent my smile be your frown
how are you and i so different yet so like
if my start is your stop
then why
is your love and my love the same
it is like we are one but we are two
two different people in two different worlds
when mine is light yours is dark
when yours is light mine is dark
then why
why do we in different worlds become one
one love
one hate
one laugh
one hurt
one person
then why
if were so different do i feel like were nev
Masterpiece chpt 1It was a sunny day in Yaoisville. Birds were singing in the trees, the wind was blowing a cool breeze, and our selected lovers were huddled under a tree. Raito was lovingly petting and running his fingers through Aiden's blonde hair. The blonde was lying against the raven-haired boy, purring in his throat. Their backpacks and jackets were thrown up on a tree branch above them having been long forgotten.Masterpiece chpt 16 years ago in Teen More Like This
"I missed you today." Raito murmured, nibbling on the other boy's ear.
Aiden smiled, his hands tucked safely under his legs, "I missed you too. But you just saw me an hour ago."
"Maybe so. But I've told you a thousand times- I think I'm add
I am hereI am hereI am here1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
In this moment
This life
This time
For reasons I may never know.
I am here
In this body
These eyes
This face
Are with me wherever I go
I am here
With this spirit
This soul
This mind
To guide me on my way
Am I here
For a reason
To help
To harm
I truly cannot say
I am here
With these hands
These arms
These skills
I've gathered on this path
I am here
To smile
To cry
To love
And leave when time is past
A winding rough road I have traveled
Known hope and joy and fear
Should the threads of my life come unraveled
Just know that I was here.
Chapter 1.4 The Northern StarOur scene picks up with Austin blazing down the sidewalk on bike with Evan on his back hanging on with every ounce of his strength. With Austin in better shape than Evan, he was able to apply enough torque to the pedals to really haul that thing on its wheels. At this rate they would actually make it back on time!Chapter 1.4 The Northern Star4 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
Round the corners, through the people, and across the streets they blaze in a mad dash to North Star Central, record holding marvel for tallest building in the world, it could be seen from EVERY point in the city. Rumor says the tip top of the building could be seen even from miles off in the distance! But here in the city, it was
Into NothingIt was a solemn winter night, a steady stream of snow laying a fresh blanket on the ground, turning the earth into a giant frosty pop. At the Beech Mountain Resort, the soft glow of the lights around the ski slopes revealed a snowboarder’s paradise in which a handful of patrons took advantage of. However, this wasn’t the case for Nick Riley.Into Nothing4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Despite his love for the North Carolina winters, he was comfy where he was; sprawled out next to the fireplace in the main lodge. Exhausted from a day of blue and green courses, Nick’s only desire was to take a nap before he headed home.
As the warm and glowing embers from the flames lu
Twilight: NOT Good Writing :1:What is Good Writing? Not Twilight.Twilight: NOT Good Writing :1:4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Twilight and the Twilight series, by Stephenie Meyer, is an international phenomenon. The series has a huge following, the first book has already been made into a movie with the second one scheduled for later this year, and all four books have sold more than 17 million copies worldwide, collectively. The fans boast about how good it is, that it’s so much better than the highly popular Harry Potter series, and condemn anyone who contradicts that opinion. Some fans have even gone so far as to call it their bible, and some have gone even farther, creating cults devoted to Edward, Bella, or both, because
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