Blake Blackstone
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Who f*****g cares what it's called anymore...A Story by Blake BlackstoneI'm getting tired of the way the world is.The way people are. How they think.I'm tired of hearing everyone feels it.How can they understand if they ar.. |
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ThingsA Poem by Blake BlackstoneThings are everything. |
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No Kind of LifeA Poem by Blake BlackstoneI wrote this because I always had big dreams for myself. Then reality smacked me in the face and told me that I would never be anything more than a gr.. |
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I'm Not YouA Poem by Blake BlackstoneWhat. |
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She Dances on The ScaleA Poem by Blake BlackstoneMeh... |
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VentingA Poem by Blake BlackstoneMe venting pretty much. I've come to the conclusion that this is where I go to b***h, complain and be emo because you will be shunned on facebook for .. |
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Who caresA Poem by Blake BlackstoneI can feel myself slipping in to that state that I climbed so readily out ofEverything slips from just out of my reach and plumets to the questionable.. |
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FreewritingA Poem by Blake BlackstoneMe Freewriting |
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Chapter 1A Chapter by Blake Blackstone"But Dad!, I'm scared. Please check under the bed for me" said Richard. Richard's Dad frowned at him and said "You really believe those stories about .. |
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Chapter 2A Chapter by Blake BlackstoneRichard screams out in horror until he begins to hear the cackle of his older brother. His older brother John peeks out of the closet laughing, wearin.. |
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