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    I hate walking in the sun. You can see my shadow, See what I have done. I hate sleeping in the night. The moon keeps me awake, The stars shine too bright. I hate living with this fear. I pray I can make it, Just for one more year....
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    The phone rings. High, loud, piercing. The night squirms around the sound, pushing back, pulsing, but the dark is still there, if only barely. Hand fumbles for the receiver. Other hand brushes tangled locks of hair from dulled eyes. “Hello?” Zane’s voice is thick and slurred. It’s only 2:45....
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    I don’t believe in God. I don’t believe because it’s too easy. I can’t, I won’t. I won’t throw my life away in false hopes that I can escape death, that someone loves me. No one loves me, no one. They never have, never will. Why would God love me? I didn’t do anything, He doesn’t eve...
  • Opinion > Points of View
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    To be, or not to be confused, that is the question! Why, Shakespeare- or William, you don’t mind if I call you that, do you? Why, William, did you say that? To be or not to be…what does it mean? To be would mean to be alive, right? And not to be, well…you know what that would mean. Is that eve...
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    Too big, too small Too short, too tall Picket fence, brick wall Too thin, too fat Too smart, too slack Clothes line, shoe rack Too strong, too weak Too blunt, too meek Head’s up, eyes seek Too quiet, too loud Blue sky, white cloud Sun’s down, look around The world’s not kin...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A dusty attic, an old shelf Ripped leather binding, yellowed pages Faded words, yet immortal still Pressed, through the ages Between the covers Of a book Pages rustle as a new world Grows, blooms, and comes alive As old friends greet you Welcome you, you at long last arrive In the faraway ...
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    An electric outlet In my mind Take the plug Put it in Crackling, it’s crackling Electricity is flowing Creative, imagine is flowing Inspire and muse Is all dripping out Dripping, running, now soaking Spilling out onto the earth The colour is seeping Into the ground It’s red now, it...
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    Why stay here when we could be flying Why live here when we own a castle Why do you sit there always crying Cause you could be having so much more You deserve so much better Let us sail around the world In a cardboard toy boat Newspaper sails, cricket bat oars And I will steal away a piece o...
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    I want more than anything, Anything in this world, For my voice to be heard I want what I have to say To be made known Because I believe And know That what I say is important In this world, though With so many crying voices Being raised up in a cacophony of cymbals A small whisper, whimpe...
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    A dark blanket, its surface dotted With glittering earrings, diamonds The moon, skewed across The surface, dripping azure paint A halo, minute feathers and Sparkling shells, held in place With melting glue A picturesque lake, made of Bright glass Cotton balls, stretched Over the mirror Sc...
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    S stands for sorry, I know This is what I should be It’s what I should say What I want to say But I don’t So I’m not, and I won’t. H stands for hate, It’s what I feel, I think, consuming me I know I shouldn’t, I know I don’t want to, but For some reason, I hate I’m hate ...
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    Light Is a spectrum Of color Red, orange Yellow, green, blue Indigo, violet All the colors Mixed into one One glorious One exalted One superb Light Now, all the colors Of people’s skin Mixed together Not in a spectrum We have grey No color more prominent No color more important ...
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    If she had died, What would I have lost? A mother, a leader, a friend? What would it have cost? If she had died, What would I have gained? Experience, knowledge, truth? Yet I would be pained. If she had died, In my heart a knife. What would I have lost? I’d have lost my life....
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    Reach for the sky, through the mist and storms Shoot for the moon, the galaxies beyond, don’t give in, I know it’s hard But I’m rewriting in pen my paper-thin dream...
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    A little child on an empty street Sitting in the middle of the road Thunder laughs in the distance And the lightning shrieks sadistically The sky grows sinister, tears begin to fall Mingling with the child’s Hair matted to their feverish forehead Skin towed back, its face a skull Dull eyes...
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    Doesn’t anyone here remember those dear old golden school days when the kids were actually original? In my days, we used to double dare each other to do rock-the-boat on the tire swing. Now I wouldn’t be surprised if they did rent-the-yacht or something along those idiotic lines. The highlight ...
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    Hear my thoughts Drifting, spinning, sulking Loud cry, soft whisper On the breeze, in the thunder...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    I am in Germany. It is world war two. I have just laid down on my blanket for the night when the sirens start. My father runs out of his room with mama. She is carrying baby Kip in her arms. Kip is not crying. Her eyes are heavy with sleep, and she feels safe wrapped in her quilt. Father scoops up f...
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    Tears are the words unspoken The feelings we cannot feel The anger we can't describe The broken heart we cannot heal. Tears are the wounds The unimaginable pain The screams we're screaming Hope streaming away in the rain. Tears are the words unspoken The heart of all ...
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    He was humbled, he was born Among sinners and their scorn He showed them mercy, he provided a ram And the lion lay down with the lamb. He was holy, he made no sin There was no match, there was no twin. For our sins-hell he should damn But the lion lay down with the lamb. They tortured hi...
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