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Definition of a Broken HeartA Poem by Kihere it is |
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puerileA Chapter by freelancejousterclimbing up, and up, oblivious to those who ask her why she's standing on chairs instead of sitting in them. ignoring those who brin.. |
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onomatopoeiaA Chapter by freelancejoustera crash or a clatter, a pow or a bang, a noise like no other, and then nothing's the same. for the shot was first sounded and h.. |
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lucifugousA Chapter by freelancejousterbright and blindinga glare, as the screaming wheels area cause to hiss and spitand flee beneath the city.to the dark, the damp,the studded, craggy hal.. |
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fanfaronadeA Chapter by freelancejousterout onto the stage, more of a saunter than a walk, he ambles as if there's no place he would rather be. winking at the women, d.. |
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waldosiaA Chapter by freelancejousterand that sleek little car always reminds me of you, black and shining and smooth, though yours is older now. broken, and sold to so.. |
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bumptiousA Chapter by freelancejouster"my wallet needs fattening,so lay on your back,for me sweetheart,you'd do anything,right?"and i looked up in fearand the big hairy bear of a man,gulpe.. |
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taradiddleA Chapter by freelancejousterprattle along now,don't swallow your tongue,too long it isfor your large mouth,anyways.it would get lost inside,and you look beautifulas you move,void.. |
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irenicA Chapter by freelancejoustertaken as a threat,she's wrapped in gauzeand submitted as prisonerfour hundred sixty seven,though there are onlyabout half that many aboard,living.it's.. |
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quixoticA Chapter by freelancejousterand hebowed far too low so that the brim of his hat brushed the swept dirt of the floor; his grin was something else, a cross between .. |
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gastronomeA Chapter by freelancejouster"a delight" they said, and by "they" no one really knows, but it sounds good, and we tire of normal food, so "a delight" sounded wo.. |
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zitellaA Chapter by freelancejoustersomething of a glint in his eye, grease for hair and cheese for a smile. swagger for a walk, strut, preen. Narcissus was les.. |
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umbrageA Story by freelancejousteroften times, i would look out the window and something would seem to have moved, though almost imperceptibly or just with the wind or move.. |
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Definition: ColdA Poem by Poe ReddInvasive precautions dismissing my confessions mistake realised: my mood clashed with the day when I arrived it wasn't the sun that got in my eyes .. |
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