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Gale sat with her head on her chin until she felt as if her head and wrist had fused together and even then she waited until she had forgotten the un..
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I waited for what felt like an impossible amount of time before realizing that it is all strange and hopeless. How silly- to doubt my self-worth acco..
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Jake laid there unmoving as if not alive. Cassia reached over him and turned off the alarm. “Time to wake up burrito-head,” she joked, ..
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"Goodnight little house. And goodnight mouse. Goodnight comb. And goodnight brush. Goodnight nobody...," He looked at the blank page. It was rather ..
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Your eyes,There are timesWhen I think ofYour eyes,Or us kissing,But never you,Never you nakedOr alone.Or sad.I think about your hands,After all these ..
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I can feel it behind my eyesI can feel it in my toes,He knows, oh he knows. It's in my blushed cheeks,Its all the way deep, deep.I can't hide it any l..
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I can't even think about itBut I must,Time does not stay stillFor children or babies.Time does not stay stillSo I must think about it,What it meansTo ..
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This is an excerpt from a fantasy novel I have been working on for years. After losing his family, Atticus is contemplating the unthinkable when he is..
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My boyfriend broke up with me recently. The happy memories would randomly flood into my mind at the most inconvenient moments. I thought about how I w..
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The loss of an imaginary friend is a loss of a true friend, let it be told.
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