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I am trapped in a sea of stars, even
though
I travel from Saturn to Mars,
I
cannot escape the sea of stars.
The
memories I hold so..
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The
cool winds blow through the leaves,
the
trees are yelling stop blowing please,
bird’s
homes are planted on their branches,..
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Unfortunate children who miss the tender kiss-the soothing hug,the uplifting smile;whose tears drop untouched,whose dreams break unmended,whose hearts..
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An alternate ending to Richard Connell's short story, The Most Dangerous Game
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This is story my friends and I wrote in middle school. We had 3 different versions, one from each of the 3 main characters point of views. Sorry, but ..
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Love is hard.
Every tug, pull, mashing and twisting of the heart strings until they are limp, lifeless, loveless.
Who's in charge in here?
Jekyll.
..
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Feeling: Day 1
That’s what you get. When I caught myself. Build your
fences, set restrictions. Yadda yadda. So I’m trying this new thi..
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There are many.
Green, yellow, blue, purple, red.
Brilliance in awe.
They line the walls, unique.
And true they are beautiful.
They are beautif..
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*see beginning of poem
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I wrote this my freshman year of high school about an eventful happening in my life, to say the least..
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