Emily Quinn
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perfect imperfectionA Poem by Emily Quinnspecifically written for the contest "what happens next." although this poem could have various meanings/interpretations to whomever choses to read it.. |
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stolen reposeA Story by Emily QuinnFear overwhelmed me, it enveloped my sanity, distracting my mind from the excruciating pain I should have felt from my shattered ankle, dislocated hip.. |
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quiet existanceA Poem by Emily QuinnAlone I walk beneath forced shadow, Banished from my own free life. My poor fate nature did endow, Shaky hands tempted by thy knife. Tragedy was.. |
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on each our canvasA Poem by Emily QuinnLife may seem unconquerable at best, I sometimes feel I’m failing the test. But pessimism leads to only gloom, Resulting in negativities de.. |
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baby, your my drugA Poem by Emily Quinnis a description here really needed? |
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unpredicted cessationA Poem by Emily QuinnCracking knives of blinding light, Tremble the muddy earth tonight. Sheets of rain pour from the sky, Leaving not one corner of city dry. Foggy .. |
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patiently waitingA Poem by Emily Quinnpicture six. |
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inexorable dependabilityA Poem by Emily QuinnOhfaithful companion that you are, For you my life I did discard. Expunge times of melancholy from my soul, One hit and I’m sucked into your .. |
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Three Little WordsA Story by Emily Quinnwrote this for a contest. the story just popped into my head when I saw the contests title |
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The visor of dark apprehensionA Story by Emily QuinnThe natural fear of darkness we all humanly posses. |
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