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PushA Poem by LaurenHLying in our bed. Staring at the ceiling. Where did it all go wrong. It's not supposed to be this way. Always questioning, never wanting to stay. I.. |
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This Is Where The Game ChangesA Poem by YarunikaEver get that feeling where you wanna overthrow some form of corrupt power? I do. |
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We're from the UK, and We Love Online Gaming TooA Story by Peter KeillerFrom coast to coast, country to country, hey, even continent to continent, a shift is happening that spells good news for those of us who enjoy nothin.. |
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Who should I thank?A Poem by Robert RonnowYou may feel about the planet whatyou feel about a great baseball team or band:that once there was a moment when, unknownto us at the time, we convene.. |
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At BasketballA Poem by Robert RonnowBasketball stands for war or battle.That's why I think about the players'personalities, in my foxhole or squad.Danny and Ben are fast and smart. Danes.. |
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PRETEND END.A Poem by Terry CollettON DEATH AND HIS GAME |
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Game of DeathA Story by Beccamy mind is at it again. |
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A Round of ApplauseA Poem by Lenah MehzabinDon’t know if my love was so weakThat left me freeze, sure a broken piece True, my presence was so little for you to notice But still... |
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Molly Milk (working title)A Book by jonnytwopairsA tale of a young girl who gets mixed up in a fairy-tale world she would rather not have known about. |
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Chapter 1 - A Bottle of SandA Chapter by jonnytwopairsAn introduction to Molly and her dog |
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love is a gameA Poem by Patricia Williamslife isn't fairpeople don't careand it's ok to fallbut you're gonna be the onepicking yourself up againlove is a game |
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A Request for YouA Story by AmandaHey, you. You should read this. |
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It's a Cold Little World (game)A Screenplay by Mason RedTwo scouts in an post-apocalyptic time try to find their way back to their village, as the world around them has turned to utter cold and mist. |
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The Witch of Willow ValeA Poem by David Lewis Paget‘There’s a crafty witch in Willow Vale Putting spells on all the men, She lures them out with a lurid tale Of what they m.. |
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