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Midnight CityA Book by Kayo0104A escape by a very special group of kids. |
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The Cover of NightA Poem by UnderestimatedHad to do this for a writing class I took. It's not my favorite but my teacher loved it. Idk why...... |
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Before Ever AfterA Book by Nina St. MoritzThis is a fairy tale. But not your average happy ending. |
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Chapter ThreeA Chapter by CrimsonDecorumANOTHER CHAPTER. YAY. |
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Middle of the NightA Poem by LiliansGiftI have this thing where I can't sleep unless I'm exhausted. That usually doesn't happen until 5 AM. And so this is born. |
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Midnight Meets MuseA Poem by Helen CrutchettFor Tovli's Ten Contest. (not for consideration) |
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Midnight BreezeA Poem by Elaine de ValiantAs enchanting as a fantasy,you move gently and whisper to me;Good night, my dear,those words were softly spoken.As strong as a Lion,the force--come, h.. |
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Celestial DreamsA Poem by Helen CrutchettCelestial Dreams I want your dreams to touch mine Your arms embrace my longing Your lips liquid andlingering with lyrical .. |
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A Midnight Summer's RainA Poem by Adam M. SnowRain pounding 'gainst my window; the sound of thunder, wind blow. Flashes of lightning, silhouettes of shadows; a nature’s melody for me to da.. |
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Don't go out, not out of sight. Not on a midnight.A Poem by Amanda J. S.A little poem about a young girl called Katherine. |
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Midnight at the CarnivalA Story by Dan_ThompsonI awoke to the sounds of a carnival floating in from my open window. It was fall, and the large harvest moon on the horizon was like an eye star.. |
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Incessant ticking of the clockA Poem by BelaIncessant ticking of the clock, Night creeps along slowly. Enveloped in silence, Not a soul stirs. Madly, insane silence, If only slumber would.. |
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Outstanding SuffocationA Poem by Sarah I.It was outstanding, the way her presence suffocated me confused me derailed me. She distorted my perception through her own d.. |
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A Nightly WhisperA Story by Richard McLinMan gets more than he bargained for walking home from work. |
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My Face at MidnightA Poem by BridMy face at midnight is sharp,not round,my skin is pale and my hair,darker than black.Shadows catch and stick on my mouth and eyes.My face at midnight .. |
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Night of Death's passionA Poem by MysteriaGentle caresses, of the midnight air. Your image comes to mind, evoking that which had been forsaken. |
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