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Our Hearts Dance With Pleasure
In A Ballroom, but Empty from Occupants
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Please read part one first, or this won't make too much sense. 
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A pseudo-story about a girl who was crippled in a car crash.
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No chance to love, my heart is dead
I lie here in this empty bed
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I retraced your steps at twilight,
just like you did on the fateful night.
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The year is Three Thousand Eighty Five.
Less than half of us remain alive.
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With widened eyes and eager ears
They squinted through the dust
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My first ever set-out-to-be-humourous write.
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It’s sunny outside and that’s a good thing because it means I can wear my favorite sweater, it’s the green one with the squiggles and somet
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Today is Thursday
The day before Friday
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He sits proudly astride his piebald pony
Both man and horse perfect in their tone
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by Black JaPanther
6 lines, 22 comments,
on Jan 27 8:31 AM 2008. In Fantasy, Fiction, Contest, Hope, Life, Love, Nature, Spiritual, Inspirational.
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My life is like a dwindling flame,
a ferocious lion that no one can tame.
by O.o
18 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 3 6:01 PM 2008. In Fiction
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I was normal once it seems
Then a nightmare stole my dreams
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A poem written by my little brother who asked me to post this under my account. Please comment!
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read and see. It's spoken in first person.
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The beginning of a tale that lives in my heart...
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When water's swirling in my loo,
my feline pet knows what to do.
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Tonight is all that's left
Don't you believe me
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Images of my childhood flashed through my mind. You were there. Images of my prom, my high school day, even my early adult years. You were
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The faded, peeling paint crumbling from the frame
around the century old window attests to certain neglect,
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With the deepest sense of shame,
entangled between the gallows;
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You never said goodbye
Just walked out while I slept
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The unexpected silence pierced through the busy streets and its inhabitance. A crowd of people stopped in there tracks. They paused as if
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So yeah it's kinda long....some truth some fiction alot of my own heartbreak.
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It's like the trees whisper to me at night outside my room;
They say I'm running from myself to sure and certain doom.
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Deeply rooted in my soul
the solitude of love
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Cherry had been born boring and bored. Imagine her mother in the throws of labour thinking about which floral wallpaper would go best with
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Clouds tapped at her window
To show her prayers had failed.
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Spinning in the radiant moonlight, like a dark hulking
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within the eyes of a wise man
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In the morning / Little bird / sang a sweet song. / A cat listens / Little bird / spreads her brown wings, / and she fly away / A little gi
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13 years old, she already wants to die / Sitting in her room, all she can do is cry / Staring at the blade with tears in her eyes / She lea
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Quaking palms buried beneath layers of caked tears / pose as if poised in promising prayer. / Skin as smooth as coffee sweetened by cream / clashes like the politics of vehemence against silent sin / with the sepia-t
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aint that a bitch / shesaid / aint that just a / bitch / she kept pegging up / clothes on the clothes-line / pins in her mouth / aint that a bitch /
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your numbers / up / he-said to me / and as we tiptoed / hand-in-hand / in to the / newborn sun / i thought, (out-loud), / 'well maybe thats / okay' / thats what i / like
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