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Unfortunate events have led me to this chair.Sitting surveying tourists who've come from everywhere.Ready and waiting for a child, sick of walking and..
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A Story by mae23
As my parents are on their way out, I patiently wait in my bedroom waiting to hear our front door close. Then finding myself in the dining room, stand..
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The Silence was crushing.The Nothingness weighing down on me in heavy folds.I couldn’t even hear my own heartbeat.Was I dead?No, Death was painf..
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I felt a pull,A pull towards you.So strong and magnetic.I know you felt it too. My palms were sweatingAnd my face was warm.You had taken my heartBy th..
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I read poetryUpside downOn my bed. My head whereMy feet should be,My feet restingOn my pillow. The fan blursMy vision.Focus.Let the musicWash over my ..
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A bud has rooted in my brain.Penetrating the fleshy insides of my mind,Hoping to sprout and bloom. The bud continues to grow.Each day renewing its pur..
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A Story by mae23
As I stand watching them, a breeze ruffles the black cotton of my borrowed dress. The dress is Mary’s and where it clings to her figure, it hang..
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A second of happiness,Leads to a lifetime of smiles.A minute of failure,Leads to a lifetime of regret.A whispered apology,Leads to a lifetime of forgi..
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A Story by mae23
With my ear pressed against the wall, chills run through my body not only from the breeze ruffling my thin nightgown, but also from knowing that I am ..
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A Story by mae23
At 5:00 a.m. you wouldn’t expect so many people to be out yet the streets of thecity are bustling and lively. People on phones, carrying briefca..
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