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Cross out the StarsA Poem byYet another musically inspired piece, this time from the band Fightstar. And I've been thinking about this theme for a long time... |
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JASMINE FLOWERSA Story by Prateeksha KhotAll her life she lived her life for others until she decided to live for herself............ |
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PASSION CRUCIFIEDA Poem by FlawedByDesignPASSION CRUCIFIED The moment my eyes inhaled your beauty, your passion drenched my soul in ecstasy, akin a mid-summer night&rsquo.. |
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God the FatherA Poem by Adam M. SnowTo be at the sight of all beauty and grace, and seek guidance in your glorious place. To be still and in awe of you, and to know you made me new. |
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CrossesA Poem by Young MountainThe 11th & last short in the series "Behind The Empty Curtain". |
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Caveo of MortalitasA Story by Treo LeGigeoIn the midst of life we are in death. Life is precious. We must take while we can. |
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Withered OrigamiA Poem by Chilson, JoshuaHow I feel most the time in relationship's using "One" sheet of paper as the body to whom I am. |
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A Matter of Life and DeathA Poem by MarianneSurprised by Joy |
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Unwanted PetA Story by Gemma ElizabethThe last thing a vampire wants is a human to be responsible for ... |
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The Great TrialA Poem by Adam M. SnowTaken, in nights stillness, after a prayer he had spoke, To be tried for the wrongful he not commit, The jury laughed and ridiculed, to them he was a .. |
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The Blood CrossA Chapter by ProdogeeProdogee, the young Night Elf whom no one knows and loves, doesnt have any friends nor allys until she meets a young human and her two friends, a youn.. |
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"This Cross"A Poem by WordShifterInspiration from an email |
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Cross & TridentA Poem by Tomislav PetricevicA man payed for choosing neither God nor Satan, and the war between those two slowly destroyed the world... |
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I Am.What Is? To Be.A Poem by Arly ParentI try to live my life well. I claim to be something. I say I am. I must breathe it and live it in everything that I do. I STAND for something. |
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ToskaA Story by shanemusicThere is a hole in my chest, bellowing streams of salt that roll and trip and scream. A gaping hole. Not a wound. No. This isn’t the aftermath o.. |
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Tears of InnocenceA Poem by Tomislav PetricevicA muslim boy watches Crusaders kill people in Jesus' name - a man he thought was good and kind. |
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