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Because I'm too pale,because my skin is blotchy,because my bones are too massive,because my weight exceeds a two digit number,because I can't handle a..
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I believe this is what one would call "infatuation." Course mine is of the odd variety.
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Poetry assignment
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"What will we name her?" A deep voice rumbled softly, like thunder from a
distant storm. The infant's ears rang with it, and a feather like
warmth..
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20 years later.
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Her mother lay in her arms, a pit in her chest that was black with
blood pooling in the crevice where half her heart used to lay- the other
half f..
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The meeting hall was merely shades of gray, with a long shining white
table that took up most, if not all, the space. Chairs with black
cushions a..
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From an unknown person's point of view.
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"I can't believe you tried to leave without us!" August chided, walking
side by side with his so-called "wife." Misteria merely bore her golden
hu..
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Everything is just another war.
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