Noofwise
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Wicked CrimsonA Poem by NoofwiseCut my wrist. Shame bleeds across this floor. Wicked crimson of lies and guilt. Buried deep, a darkness untold. Redemption here in arterial flow. .. |
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Chapter 1A Chapter by NoofwiseDays seemed shorter now. He sat on the hard wooden park bench beneath him. His back erect against the bench, feet planted firmly on the ground. He fi.. |
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Chapter 2A Chapter by NoofwiseErick lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. Thoughts of the park were in his mind.He thought about how comfortable the bench would be right now. A b.. |
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Chapter 3A Chapter by NoofwiseThe sun was bright in his eyes. Erick winced and winked at the harsh light. He sat up and stretched. He took a look around, as if he had no idea of.. |
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Telling TruthA Book by NoofwiseA tale of the typical high school loser and his plunge out of reality and into madness. |
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Secret in Silent EarthA Poem by NoofwiseWhen i was young i would drive to a location that was secret. It was always so quiet and beautiful. I miss that place. I wrote this from those memorie.. |
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