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Standing here
at the crossroads of my life,
looking around, I look twice,
there seems to be nothing near,
yet the calling seems so clear,
my des..
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I know people hate me
but that doesn't mean
that I can't try to be
good
Nobody loves me,
but that doesn't mean
that I can't be
myself
Nob..
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A Story by Darcy
Well here I am, obligated to know more about myself I have asked a simple thing from a friend. I asked that he describe me by what he knows. Instead h..
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A Story by Darcy
It's like she was always seeing the double meaning of things, like if someone held up four fingers and asked how many you see. The answer is eight, be..
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Ode to Winter
I dread you all summer long
but love you a little too
dreading all your ice and snow
if you only knew
The blizz..
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I'm not quite sure how this happened,
I'm not quite sure this is real,
I'm not quite sure you'll be staying
to let me finish this for you,
I'm s..
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did they just come and go?
it would apear so
but then how would I know?
I'm just a simple person
a young one at that
who doesn't know anything
..
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A Chapter by Darcy
She stands there, waiting. What is she waiting for? We shall never know. Her look is blank, and deep. As if she knows all, that&rsqu..
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A Chapter by Darcy
Me and Lilly, we were tight. It hasn’t always been that way though. I remember when I was a bratty eight year-old...
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