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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Good-bye

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I made a mistake letting You into my life years ago. You lied, hurt me, twisted my words, And drove me crazy. Now you're back, Wanting back into my life. Why? I made a mistake and Opened the door to communication. Only for a day, just to ask why, Just to see if you'd lie. You say people change. You say this and You say that. ... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Saving

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The wind breezes past her, She shivers and looks around At the darkness, wondering if She'll ever escape it. She looks up at the moonless Sky and asks for help, She needs a light to find Her way back to safety, to sanity. As if answering her prayers, The moon comes out of hiding And a friend calls for her, Helping her home,... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Save me

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She stood in the middle of The road, snowflakes Fluttering around her, She stares at the sky, Wishing the moon to come out of hiding. Alone. That's how she came Into this world and How she thought She would leave it But a light shone On her, a flashlight. The beam shook as The holder walked To her. "Are you okay?" A voic... More..

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: A boy and his dog

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Eight year old Nate was running down the alley with his Australian Shepherd, Komodo. Nate stopped running, out of breath. The dog ran back to him. Nate looked over his shoulder and saw a shadow. He looked around the alley and saw a trashcan. He climbed into the trash can and Monday jumped in after him. "Ow! Monday, that was m... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Murder

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The OneShe stands there,In the dead of winter night,The pure white snow billowing aroundHer in the wind.Holding the butcher knife,The black handle sleek and shinyAgainst the pale skin,She stands still in the dark night,Waiting for the one.She spies a person coming,Walking down the street,An ant against the the black sky,Getti... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Witches

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TITUBA'S SONGYou took my mother's freedomAnd her virginity.You took my father's freedomBut not his spirit.You took my mother's lifeBecause she defended herself.You sold my father To punish him.You took everything from me:My mother, my father, my freedom.I took my unborn child's life Just so he wouldn't suffer.You accused me o... More..

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