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I want to escape From this fiery hole, While daggers pierce my skin And whispers pierce my soul. I wish to run From this cold room, While words fill the air And minds fill with gloom. I yearn to fly From this earthly bed, While rain falls down And I fall dead.... - Poetry > Free VerseBroken smiles Tears stream from pools Blood-drenched fists on stone Torn limbs fall with heaviness Body upon body Splintered virtue Honor tainted with black Hearts cleaved by deceit Closed eyes struggle to breath Day after day Piercing cries Skies filled with flame Dark souls crash t...
- Poetry > SonnetThe stars shine down upon your golden hair As I do gaze from balcony on high Eyes bright lips red and skin that is so fair Tonight for your affections I must vie. Poised like a hunter ready for the chase Voracious Eyes doth follow where you go My heart condemns those thoughts that are so base ...
- Poetry > Free VerseTwo little girls race outside smiling, arms full of plastic dolls. Water pools at the edge of the street where they stand. The girls send each doll floating As they run alongside on dry land, Laughing and smiling as five-year olds should....
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceShe sits in silence. Sadness spreads through her body like a disease that the jovial voices of the others around her cannot cure. In her solitary world, she sits alone; her only companion is the melody sounding in her ears. The gossip does not interest her; nor do the life stories being told. The lo...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceAs the sun peered above the green horizon glistening with Morning’s frost, my fever subsided to mere warmth in my cheeks. This warmth would intensify once my body and mind awakened to the thought of a boy anticipating and desiring to spend the evening with me. As the day progressed, the nerves beg...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceFirst Grade: My innocent smile faded when I took in the vacant desk beside my own. I looked around at the boys in freshly pressed suits and polished shoes and girls in baby doll dresses and thick white tights as they met their desk buddies for the first time. Ms. Eisert began to speak, her German a...
- Fiction > Historical FictionMy name is Abigail Williams and I am seventeen years of age. Some people may think I am a selfish, mean and intimidating girl but for one to understand all of my ways and whims, one must first hear about my past and what a horrible one it was. When I was only a young girl, I lived with my parents ...
- Poetry > All Poetry1) If memories could be captured within her eyes, then there was something profound about her, some burning that engulfed her whole being in flames of desire as if she were doomed to remain parched beside a sea of regret. 2) If popularity could be grasped within her fist, then there was som...
- Poetry > Free VerseIn the distance, liquid hits stone and leaps into the depths of it's own memory. Time slows and I become lost in the feathers that slice through the air. Following the rays of light that permeate the canopy above, my thoughts fall to the ground; intertwined with the insects that make earth thei...
- Poetry > Free VerseRunning, Spinning Falling- as time pushes on. Grasping for something to hold- yet finding none. The seconds slip by us as we do our dance. Life comes and it goes while we remain entranced. Free for a moment, dropping through space. A dizzying spin before I take my place. I often wonder- is thi...
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