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North to Wisconsin From Nowhere.A Story by Manuel A HurtadoA relatively short story about the tumultuous relationship of a kidnapped girl and her kidnapper, set in Illinois/Wisconsin. Caution advisable for you.. |
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T.R.U.S.T.A Book by tessa victoriaThe night sky covered the horizon while the moon shone it's spotlight on her. What am I supposed to do? I stood there with wide eyes. "Relax." He tol.. |
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i will do anythingA Poem by lily pennvellynmy heart fell and when I came to my senses I was on the floorI felt as terrible as looked the man at the doorhe watched. what if he saw? he crept. wha.. |
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AutumnA Poem by KurayamiThis isn't really about anything. I named it autumn because it feels like it. However, any new name suggestions for this poem is welcome. |
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Mid May BluesA Poem by IsabelDon't know what it was that drew me to you.Maybe it was because I thought you were so cool. You had me daydreaming about lounging by swimming poo.. |
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My Love, His DrugA Poem by IsabelWritten March 4, 2015. |
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TimelessA Poem by IsabelThe days no longer feel like days. Time has worn itself out. I've been hacked into a haze. I want to become that celestial sound. |
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Broken HollywoodA Poem by IsabelBring the heartless to the golden horizon.Ring for the bell and undo the bindings.Our cities buried under lights.Kindred spirits putting up fair f.. |
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Little ThingsA Poem by IsabelI remember those times where I was a child. Singing softly with tears meant for an Angel, But as the years went on, I fell for a while. .. |
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Graveyard ShiftA Poem by IsabelThe train calls out for the traveling souls.Its hung up whistle rattles my bones. |
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Addicted To The SadnessA Poem by IsabelIt comes around every now and then. I'd greet it with open arms. Agree to disagree, but I felt comfort in its charm. The walls of .. |
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PiecesA Poem by IsabelDancing in the desert valleys, High up on the clouds. I'm spinning, twirling You can hear my youth fading very loud. Pieces of m.. |
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California HillsA Poem by IsabelBlonde sands drape by the ocean land.Skin kissed by the sun.I'm tired, but I've won... for now.My temper at still beyond California hillsAnd I know th.. |
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The WindowA Poem by IsabelWritten Feb 19 2014. |
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