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Puppets: Chapter 1: TeacherA Chapter by FullMoonInkRings of warm breath were soaring towards the mat darkness of the sky, dissipating into the nipping cold air like swirls of smoke. Deep silence reign.. |
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Pretty Little PuppetsA Story by VinMy eyes flutter open to a dismal room, stark and grey. I attempt to stand, but find that I'm strapped to a table. An operating table. Silver buckles.. |
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The puppetA Poem by ElwinaHe speaks but repeats The words he's been told Only just a hollow With the emptiest tone As he runs to the streets Where he doesn't .. |
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D***o SolitaireA Poem by Richard WilliamsPlain and simple. |
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MarionetteA Story by OnatahMarionette has a particularly different kind of experience. |
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Dear PrinceA Poem by HopeDear Prince,I hope this finds you wellIn my dreams, we had metI stood in your handsThey were soft, and smoothFrom when I last held themYour lips moved.. |
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Vitae NovaA Book by Eun-Young LeeThis is my first attempt in writing a novel. Since I'm more used to writing short stories, please feel free to tell me if it's bad ^-^ |
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Big BrotherA Chapter by Eun-Young Lee^-^ |
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Blue, Gagged, and Beaten (Parts 1 and 2)A Poem by Roger MorrisonCorpse of light where darkness falls stuffed into the basement walls |
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Somewhere in WyomingA Story by Jeremy W. KerrA man traveling cross-country gets a visit in his motel room. |
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The Adventures of Toby WhighA Poem by AngDuring the greatest of storms, Toby was born He screamed like the devil, (it was the priest that said'it) The tornado outside felt more like a .. |
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Poor Ricky's RetreatA Story by The GillerdThis is a post in my fictional blog www.thegillerdsshow.com. It's about a writer who's writing a reality show about sock puppets. This story is about .. |
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Who am I?A Poem by Midnight's MistressWho am I?I am Me, am I not?I do not know anymore.I take from him, I take from her.Borrowing, but never giving back.Becoming pieces of you, never I.My .. |
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ToysA Poem by Alexa TaschBarbie sat on the shelf with Kenas happy as can bethinking "Look at us. We're so perfectthe handsome him and me."G.I. Joe sat on the shelflooking at B.. |
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DanceA Poem by Bethany J.A sestina I made for a creative writing class |
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