Young Writers
If Someone Deserved The World
If someone deserved the world I wish it was me, It's been a long day and I'm struggling to sleep I have hearts that I've broken, I have wounds to...
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- 661 reads
Playground Games
We were playing tag. You wore a pink anorak – always pink – blonde ponytail bobbing as you scurried across the playground. I was close behind – I...
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Dreams 2
Emily was homeschooled. Everyday, her father would drill her on logic. He was a tyrannical figure. He used to be extremely handsome and a lady's man...
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- 402 reads
Origin
I was born into the latter days Of the Electronic Invasion. A part of the last generation To learn how to (correctly) play outside. We rode the crest...
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Strings in the Soul
It begins with the spark; That kindling to creativity, That pilot light That burns within the human heart. Sometimes it is snuffed down To a dull...
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- 514 reads
For Instance
Being addicted to solitude, But then wondering why nobody has contacted you, Not a single notification, direct message or a missed call, “I’ve...
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Writing
Fingers are dancing, on the black white keyboard, thoughts are walking.
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Middle Ground?
It is said That nature abhors a vacuum. A more accurate statement: "Nature abhors the different." Observe: Nature is substance. Vacuum is nothing...
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Ode to the American Teenager
Take the plunge. Rip yourself from the warm water. Slide, ease yourself out of complacency. Tear across the empty desert highway. Find ye your...
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Three lines love poem
Used up the eraser, still cannot wipe off your silhouette, from my painting paper.
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