Young Writers
Just take the edge off it
In the subway, he pictures himself on the tiled floor, blood aesthetically splattered on it.
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Pattern
There’s a pattern A cycle A rhythmic wave A dance A moth and a flame I am the moth, not quite beautiful enough Insecurities rampant Self inflicted...
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Gypsy
Gypsy spirit Roaming free Lost inside In-between Looking for things without That are locked within Lone wanderer of the sea Waves crashing all around...
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Cycle
Swirling my finger in the chest hair of the American dream Swirling my finger in the soft serve idea of you Swirling hair down the drain Swirling my...
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Digi-Humans
As he floated around, exploring the infinite information and storage of his world, he asked a question. "Who are they?" "They are people like you,...
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A Gift and a Curse
*Unfinished* Ria Morrigan is gifted with the ability to kill with a single touch. The only thing to deter the magic is to wash her hands, but even that only lasts an hour. Ria accidentally murders her family one night and must pick herself back up again.
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Eyes
In front of my eyes I finally see all of my dreams come to life In front of my eyes I'm seeing you walk down that aisle to become my wife In front of...
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Pivot
I find life to be ever-pivotal. It is the end result of happiness, the cusp of rebirth. My theory of pivots began its evolution in the skipping of a...
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Hope
Can you lend me the ocean share with me the red of rivers successively deep or let me just be happy if smiles are yours to give. I saw this face...
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A Summer Story (Continued/Part 2)
The last I saw his face it was so twisted up with pain and grief, he covered it with his hands. The hands I had known all my life, the ones that tore...
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