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Love Has Never Been More BeautifulA Story by Anton Philipp PaulLove Has Never Been More Beautiful Delicious thoughts. Never to be spoken, never to be heard, never to be broken. You’ll be mine and mi.. |
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HIGHWAY-34A Story by Atharva KulkarniAlways know the directions.... |
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The Weeping WillowA Poem by Dominik D. RavensI made this song when I was a little kid and I have no idea why. It just popped into my head one day and I was just reminded of it. Thought I would at.. |
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CrustyA Poem by Clara KevieI must have passed it 3 times before I found the entrance. Heaps of shadows surrounding it. It was guarded by a slightly crusty man with a rugged voic.. |
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Darksome DollsA Poem by Oregon123Inspired by some ambient music I listen to you by my favorite ambient music artists on YouTube:-) |
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Stalking GhostsA Story by MyNameIsDBZGhosts that have possibly stalked me from my old place of residence. A true story meant for contemplation. |
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The Woods Where Children DieA Poem by Dominik D. RavensThe images we see, no matter how unaffiliated we are to them, sabotage our subconscious and haunt us. |
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Ch 4: Exploring the ParkA Chapter by Jcortz3The two friends explore the park |
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We Have Mourned Weightless CorpsesA Poem by Dominik D. RavensWhat does it mean to be dead? If you found out that all this time, you were dead, what would you do? |
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Black FliesA Poem by Dominik D. RavensI saw them today. |
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ListeningA Poem by Dominik D. RavensImagine hearing the screams of someone you know at night, only to turn around and see that person awake beside you, listening. |
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Roads and ShadowsA Poem by Mr AlednacThe road continuously curvesthe shadows follow.Yellow and dim headlightsObscures further into darkness.Hills looming over and underThe desolate barns .. |
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O Brother Where Art ThouA Story by Lina LynnPrompt: A girl wakes up to find a little boy sitting on her bed, claiming to be her younger brother — but she never had one. |
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The Lies You TellA Story by Paityn ParqueHer body was silent, not even bothering to breathe as she wound through the forest. The only sound that suggested she was there was the snap and crunc.. |
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The Lies I BeleiveA Story by Paityn Parque2nd part of my short story collection |
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