

Wordsi.Words
Seven words that change, revere as masterpieces. Yet they mean nothing.
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Bleed ink on pages black curves represent a soul. Read, not understood.
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Commonplace, unique they fall from lips like snowflakes always change, alive.
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Hidden by a name This is not just a haiku It is life in words.


To the deathThe entire group had fallen as silent as death, all afraid to breath, speak or even move too suddenly. As was expected, the two most leaderistic personalities of the group had begun to clash again, the same argument always posed by one to the other. A challenge that was never accepted-the gloves never came off.To the death
The wind whistled through the tree top canopy, heightening the intensity of everyone's emotions as they stared wide eyed and curious at what might unfold. They had just been resting after a mishap where they had run into the mysterious and dangerous monster known as the "Wanderer" after some misleading directions chosen by


SeamsIt didn't make any sense at all-why was this happening to her?Seams
It had been over a year now since she had lost a friend that had burrowed so deep into her heart that she feared she would never let her go. The young priestess hadn't known much kindness in her life, and her young heart had never been allowed to feel fondness towards any other human being due to circumstances far beyond her control. Naïve it had been when she made friends with a beautiful soul named Galilee, and she thought that there was no better feeling in the world than having a friend close to her that would never leave her side. It was neither prepared for


.quitters.quitters might not win, but at least they know when to stop before they're hurt..quitters.


Porecelain AngelPorecelain angel With your wings of lace and flawless face Are you really perfect? What is behind your glassy eyes? What are you hiding? With one mistake, you shatter Scattering the broken pieces of your heart Were you just hollow to begin with? Or is your delicate soul trapped in you? But your glass lips are sealed shut With painted gloss And your fingers are stiff with lifelessness So we will never know.Porecelain Angel


.sweetly.bitter.it was sweet when you.sweetly.bitter.
smiled; it was bitter when
you broke your promise.


A Very Simple DiscussionThe child simply smiled at the manA Very Simple Discussion
With serious face and brown suit, Had to not giggle, well, if she can But with that frown, he's quite cute.
He looked a bit like a teddy-bear Like the one held in her hands She swallowed and went up to him, where She stated her demands.
"Why can't we all just get along?" She said, shuffling her feet.
After all, something had to be wrong When you couldn't trust who you'd meet...
He clas

| [Bannie is...] a writer, 20 years old and in University. [Her favorite words are...] bitches, ho, dude, FML, quiver, ripple, clairvoyance. [Her guilty pleasures are...] romance, details, certain phrases that no one else would notice, poetry in prose, deep character development, finding the perfect word to describe a sound, color or feeling. [Her genre's are...] historical, romance, adventure, fan fiction almost always only with her own original characters, usually novels and short stories. [Her weaknesses are...] long, complex sentences, science fiction, writing without a purpose, writing about characters she doesn't know very well, one-shot short stories, poetry, thinking she's mediocre and letting it show in her writing. |
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"I like to use 'I Can't Believe it's Not Butter' on my toast in the morning, because sometimes when I eat breakfast, I like to be incredulous. How was breakfast? Unbelievable."
reese ;]
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"I like to use 'I Can't Believe it's Not Butter' on my toast in the morning, because sometimes when I eat breakfast, I like to be incredulous. How was breakfast? Unbelievable."
reese ;]
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O.M.G.
Oh. My. Greg.
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O.M.G.
Oh. My. Greg.
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I must be hallucinating, though I have to admit, it's not much of a hallucination. No burning penguins or anything.
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Ufufufu. :>
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Albrecht: Police! Don't move! I said "Don't move!"
Eric: I thought the police always said "Freeze!"
Albrecht: Well I am the police and I say"Don't move" Snow White. You move,you're dead.
Eric: And I say "I'm dead"and I move.
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