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Maybe It's Me

time is time is time is
it me?
i met
an item
far off in space
but it was not alien
not to me

mite i--
i mean, might i
maybe ask a question?
mite i--
i mean, might i
maybe it's me

is
it me?

i once met a baby minute
who grew into an hour
and before i knew it
it was a century

mite i--
i mean, might i
maybe ask a question?

ever stop and wonder
whether time created us
or we created time?

A Pirate's Life For Me

So I got good grades
And I went to college
Thought of finding a nice guy
And settling down
And getting a job to pay the bills
So I conformed

But what I really want
Is to win the lottery
And 移動する to Florida where...
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posted by Edward901
here's another thing that i'm writing. it's not much and i might just keep it, but あなた never know where imagination takes you.


The Start Has Ended, The End Has Only Started
    I'm not too sure how it felt. One 分 I was in pain, and the 次 I was floating. The ハート, 心 monitor stopped except for the beep that told them my ハート, 心 had stopped. Nurses ran into my room, my mom started crying on Dad's shoulder. One nurse tried to comfort my parents, for the last three days I'd had many close calls.
     None of it really mattered to me, I was free! Free from...
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I am sorry if this comes off as rude, arrogant, または snobbish in anyway, but I feel it needs to be said, and as a writer, as a linguaphile, I feel it is my duty to say it.

I have compiled a 一覧 of things that I am tired of seeing in writers of any kind, but particularly young writers. It is not aimed または directed at any one person, so no one should be offended. It is also not aimed at solely the ファンポップ community, but all those on the Interwebs who take up the pen (or in this 日 and age, the keyboard). It is a sweeping generalization, but if あなた feel あなた are guilty of one または all of the following...
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posted by fanpire101
i have always been good at writing, its my natural strength and my teachers had praised me for it, but one type of 書く i had never thought much about was poetry, it was "boring" then alittle over a 年 前 my local としょうかん, ライブラリ had a 詩 contest for teens and i decided to enter....didn't win, but that first sparked my 愛 of 書く poetry. i cannot just sit down at a ランダム moment and start writing, if i do wat i produce is boring and dry, i can only write when i currently have a strong emotion about something, for example i often write after i have listened to music, watched movies, or...
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posted by mmmtasty
I found this in some old files on my computer. I think I wrote it about two または three years ago. Hell I'm bored so I thought I'd just post it and see what anyone thinks...

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Back home, big burly men that look like lumberjacks are not allowed inside my fathers house, hell they aren’t allowed near me. But as I sat there in the beat up, rusty pickup truck- which I think might have been a shade of blue at one point-I couldn’t help liking the overly large man who was giving Wicca and I a ride. He’d been the only person at a small ダイナー, 食堂 that had had a trailer with him. And, even though...
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posted by musiclover57
Chapter One

Realization










    I lay there waiting for the realization to kick in. I thought, this can't be happing, at least not to me. I had always been a self centered person, never , even in preschool would I share my toys. I always got my way no matter what, because my parents had such great connections. But thats over now, they're dead.

     I am waiting for my friend, Maria to come pick me up. I think I will crash at her place for a while, till I figure out what is going to happen to me. I bet あなた didn't know this but she has the cutest older brother,...
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posted by Edward901
I look at the ride that I'm supposed to be on, all the twisting, winding loops that Kasey wants me to go on. I don't want to, but she pulls me. Knowing full well that she's stronger than I am によって a million to one. So I go, ready for the ride of my life.
It's not that scary, I'd been on worse. Still, to look at the monster that is called Chang, I can't believe it is really going to happen, that I am going to ride it.
We step on the ride, buckle up, the people walk down the rows making sure that everyone's safe. We are, so the man presses the button and the ride starts.
Kasey looks at me as we...
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posted by kirstylyonxoxo
 everybody needs a friend
everybody needs a friend
A friend is like a flower,
a rose to be exact,
または maybe like a brand new gate
that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
both beautiful and wise.
または perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like a ハート, 心 that goes
strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
if we didn't have a friend.

Forever Friends!

you'r my friend and that is true,
but the gift was 与えられた from me to you.
we went thru moments that were good and bad,
even moments that were happy and sad.
あなた suported me when i was in tears,
we stuck together when we were in fear,

its really sad that it had to be this way,
but it has reached its very last day.
miles away cant keep us apart,
'cause you'll always be in my heart.
 friend
friend
posted by IsabellaAzuria
Well… to me it is もっと見る difficult to translate things into English than English things into German. So I had to leave some sentences out of the story, because there are no English words for that. But I tried to translate it as good as possible. In German it sounds MUCH better. Maybe you’ll like it better when they are 本 and translated によって professional people.
;-)

Sie sind unter uns…
Part of the vampire story


He could only see her blond hair but he knew it was…
Norma. She stood right there によって the window with a huge sword in her hands. Almost bigger than small Norma. It was bloody. „Norma?“...
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posted by Cinders
Author's Note: Hey. Some of あなた may recall a character study exercise I 投稿されました called "link." This is her full story. 提出されました along with my application to the Creative 書く emphasis for English.



She was in charge. She was always in charge. Kayla Clarke never settled for anything less. She turned to her friend Andy and told him, very simply, that she was to go first and he was to follow exactly what she did, because that was how the game was played. And if he couldn’t do everything that she could, then she won.

Kayla always won.

And this time was no exception as her strong, tiny hands...
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posted by harold
Introduction: This is the full text of a short play I wrote back in college (1990) that I uncovered recently. Having been written completely already, it has the advantage over most of my other 記事 in that it's complete already and so I can actually post it faster than many others. There are only two edits to what I wrote back then: I've 与えられた it a タイトル (from the first sentence of stage directions), and I replaced the word "kosher" with "halal", as that's もっと見る apropos. I've left all the other errors in place, and all resemblance to people living または dead is purely coincidental.

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posted by greekthegeek
My 5th grade class files out of the buses. We are at the amusement park. I smell ポップコーン and hear country music. The air smells of joy and laughter. We soon gather into groups. My best フレンズ and I in one group. We laugh and set off for the best ride in the park; Thunderation. Another group heads there with us. As we approach the ride we hear screaming of joy from the passengers going in the corkscrew. We proceed in the line. I look and see that my classmate, Sean, and I are partnered to be in the same cart. Sean and I smile as we start going. We start going faster and go through some drops....
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posted by johnsgirlalways
The room is dark it smells like gasoline. How did I get here? And where is here? Foot steps near, loud, and hard. It seems like they're pounding with my heart. Thump, stomp, thump, stomp! I'm so scared,whats going on? I hear a door slide open then a light comes on. I feel like I'm going blind. The foot steps are coming closer this man appears in front of me. He's old and grungy it looks like he works with grease cause hes covered in it. He smiles then he stops and stares at me. I want to scream but, I can't the taste of gas and dirt, fills my lungs. My mouths tied with something. He turns his attention to something behind him, he picks it up. He then turns around and shows it to me. It's a knife, the biggest ナイフ I've ever seen. He puts it to my throat and in those mere 秒 I knew I was going to die.
I hit the floor and I awake it was just a dream. Thank God, it was just a dream.
posted by blisslikethis
hello everyone! this is a collection of haikus i wrote for a creative 書く class awhile 前 that i've been thinking of reworking, so i thought i'd get some feedback. let me know what あなた think :)

on winter mornings
we wake to cold sharp scent of
freshly fallen snow

sunlight glints through trees
no heady summer breeze just
cool and crisp and clean

we dance through the white
(the mist parting like a veil)
snow stained with laughter

reaching for your warmth
i smile at あなた and wonder
how あなた smell in spring
posted by Cinders
Kayla

She was in charge. She was always in charge. Kayla Clarke never settled for anything less. She turned to her friend Andy and told him, very simply, that she was to go first and he was to follow exactly what she did, because that was how the game was played. And if he couldn’t do everything that she could, then she won.

Kayla always won.

Even now, her strong, tiny hands clutched ruthlessly at the vibrant red bars as she swung with ease across the lava pit below. The dream was so real, she could smell the bursting smoke bubbles. Hand over hand, she moved expertly across, like a dancer who...
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posted by Booyahboy
Ok, I just came up with this, so its quite unworked if あなた know what I mean. I figure, I should get it out there and off my chest before I change my mind about a thousand times and this way, your criticisms should (hopefully) help me to 編集 it. Also, I havent thought of a title, so if あなた can think of a suitible one I'd 愛 to hear it. ok, be honest:

Hidden words drip
From tooth to tooth
Edging closer, closer.

Lips sealed shut. Trapped.
分 gaps are found
Oozing through as water.

Rolling down chin,
Picking up pace,
Growing, Changing, evolve

It drops from brink.
Falling, speeding
Splash! and the ripples grow.
posted by Cinders
I need help with this short story. I'm thinking of turning it in for one of my projects for my short story class, but it needs heavy refining, and a better title. Can あなた guys help me out?



Drowning

It was 2:45 and the bartender slid Ryan’s sixth テキーラ shot in an 時 across the bar.

“You sure あなた don’t want to slow down there, partner?” asked the bartender warily.

Ryan downed the shot and slammed the glass back down on the bar, staring at the ceiling as he swayed on the bar stool. But he nodded. “Yeah,” he said. “Yeah, I’m just gonna… sit here for a while.”

The tender shrugged...
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posted by Cinders
The Wall

Wilson gazed up at The ウォール in front of him in awe. It seemed to stretch up for miles into the blue sky. Every 日 he sat there against that ウォール with his inhaler hanging around his neck and his faithful golden retriever, Macaroni, panting loudly 次 to him. Sometimes he would stare at the sky and watch them float lazily and arrogantly over The ウォール while Macaroni frolicked in the field and barked at butterflies. He would listen to the children, laughing and playing, and he would close his eyes really tight and wish for a way to 登録する them.

Today was different, though. Today, he was...
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posted by greekthegeek
My Life

Eat
Sleep
Repeat
Don't feel
Don’t love
Those bring pain
Don’t feel, don’t 愛 they say
Pain comes, and pain is feared
But I already feel pain



愛 is Like a Butterfly

I heard a saying once.
That 愛 is like a butterfly.
Hold it too close and you'll crush it.
Hold it too lose and it'll fly away.


I have ロスト my 愛 this way.
If only I knew about it before.
But things happen for a reason.
That philosophy will never change.


My 愛 is still out there.
So I will take my net and catch him.
Even if it takes,
One hundred years.



Empty

Can't Feel
Can't Love
Can't Cry
Can't Sing
Can't Speak
Can't Touch
When You've Been Hurt So Bad,
あなた don't feel at all.


Blackness

What eats away space?
What makes あなた think of pain?
What takes place of light?
What always takes place of fights?
What makes people cry?
What is a mark of death?
Dark I say.
Blackness