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Color of the Iris : Writing

The Broken Lullaby

The Broken Lullaby

A Poem by Color of the Iris


Corruption holds me in it's finest formNow I bleed right through my very coreAnd I listen to the silence as it screams my nameHolding onto what's left..
I'll Never Believe You're Gone

I'll Never Believe You're Gone

A Poem by Color of the Iris


Rain streams the windowsLike the tears upon my faceClouds dark as my shadowHide the sun's warm embraceThe silence that swallows my mindLeaves me to wo..
The Labrynth of Shadows - A Home of Hell

The Labrynth of Shadows - A Home of Hell

A Poem by Color of the Iris


As the dawn drifts from usIt leaves a world of darknessTo blanket us with shadowsIn which there is no escapeOur only hope is to see the lightIn spite ..
Let Your Wisdom Be Heard

Let Your Wisdom Be Heard

A Story by Color of the Iris


Where do second chances begin? It seems as though we have such precious little time, but we waste it on things that do not matter. IMPORTANCE... a wo..
Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Chapter by Color of the Iris


Normally, when you begin to read a book that your teacher assigns you to read for homework, you normally assume everything would be normal. Unfo..
Chapter 2

Chapter 2

A Chapter by Color of the Iris


With everything back to normal and in good shape the night settled evenly. When we were through with dinner Trent let James take his je..
Chapter 3

Chapter 3

A Chapter by Color of the Iris


When I awoke, my room was dark and the only light there was came from underneath my door. I listened quietly, still lying in the same spot I had ..
Chapter 1: "Cloud Nine? Never Heard of It."

Chapter 1: "Cloud Nine? Never Heard of It."

A Chapter by Color of the Iris


I couldn’t bring myself to believe that I was really going through with this. I, Natalie Brassfield, had just acce..
Chapter 2: "Solitude... you're my only companion."

Chapter 2: "Solitude... you're my only companion."

A Chapter by Color of the Iris


The tick of the clock in Mrs. Simmons’s class seemed to keep everybody calm for the time being. Anything could ha..

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