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| | Remember when I ran to you... | | Words: | 170 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| | She always knows when its over. Some sort of voice goes off in her head and she feels its truth.... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 29-01-08 |
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| mymuse
| | You inspire... | | Words: | 39 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Nothing
| | No poem can keep you... | | Words: | 64 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| | The road whispers faded footsteps,... | | Words: | 85 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Reader |
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| | I watched your heads nod in assertion... | | Words: | 120 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Reader |
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| | At night when rain covers the earth... | | Words: | 101 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Reader |
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| INSANITY
| | Another stupid piece i started to amuse myself years ago in Geometry. Needless to say I didn't get a... | | Poetry | | Genre: | humor | | Updated: | 20-03-07 |
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| Tractor Ditty
| | Written years ago in Geometry class, just a goofy little poem done to the tune of Whose Line is it... | | Poetry | | Genre: | humor | | Updated: | 20-03-07 |
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| Red
| | Her rigid-edged frame is a hot stovetop burning... | | Words: | 159 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Below a Face
| | Last night, I sat in the back seat... | | Words: | 149 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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