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The eyes of horror,keep looking,keep staring,straight into my soul making myself question,question myself.who am I?All my will feels willingness.I los..
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sometimes I think how fragile life isit can be so easily taken away from methen I think one day I won't have thiswon't see,won't hear,won't feelthe fe..
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I'm sitting here, waiting patiently
The distance is slowly growing, time is slowing
Old memories are reborn, imagination is going wild
Where are ..
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I am confused, I have no idea where I am or what time it is. I try looking around but my vision is blurry, the only thing I can make out are large d..
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(work in progress)
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Maybe I was sad at the moment and felt lonely,but this is what came out.
Just a poem about me missing someone,you know who you are.
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I'm just standing there
Right in the middle
Between happy and sad
Between hope and despair
But as time passes
The tip is turned
It edges towards..
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First chapter in the "I'm a teenage time-lord" book.It's kind of an intro to the main character Randy Burns.
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The principal's office was only a short distance away across the hall. It was 5 minutes before the classes ended so I had the privilege of walking thr..
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