Jason
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ChivalrousA Screenplay by JasonA short screen play I wrote for class. |
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Why does one love this winter?A Poem by JasonFrigid feelings Ossify then crumble In a snowfall Putrid before the bloom The spring trees swing bare And stripped branches stare Follow with .. |
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No shadows, no dreamsA Poem by Jasonfree thought... |
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afterA Poem by Jasonafter rains fall and drench the earthand landslides drag hearts astrayafter lakes frostand reflections freeze upon a stareand branches move a skeleton.. |
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Crossed lines.A Poem by JasonDreams are when we meet. And it seems the line between sleep and awake are slowly fading. Please, do not wake me if I am dreaming,nor rock me back to .. |
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His heart aches at the loss of summerA Poem by JasonHow my heartaches at the loss of summer, and at the loss of day-sight and night life; clouds now colored (like the leaves), sharp and contrast to m.. |
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His present stanceA Poem by JasonHarrowinglaughter grows nigh Like the sound of broken wings aching to fly High above the cliffs of Dover stands he A man and his diminishing wil.. |
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And there, stood sheA Poem by JasonAutumn covered asphalt sways with scattering sprays of each passings-by of late afternoon drives. Landing a spiral drop at my feet; colors of d.. |
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The Guillotine (revised)A Story by JasonThe color is drab that is draped across their large frames. They stood over me, while I knelt. My hands, now bound behind me with my ankles. I stare, .. |
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