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G-R-O-U-N-DA Poem by LaurenLord I want to you to bend down and touch the groundTake the darkened plans into your handsIn the soil is where I layyou'll find my soul therePress yo.. |
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Self contemptA Poem by Agonizing ClarityAfter managing to swallowa few bites of Marconiand cheesethe warm, gooey masssliding down the hollow of my throatI inwardly cringe,the critic in my mi.. |
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Sto Rotto Ancora Bella, Tale of a broken girlA Poem by CherryReal life events put in prose. |
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I'd Rather Watch Paint DryA Poem by Randy JohnsonThere is something that I hate, and it's something I won't deny.I hate the new Doctor Who TV show, I'd rather watch paint dry.I even complained to the.. |
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Chapter ThreeA Chapter by Reeling and Writhing“So how many different values of x make this equation true?” Edward asked, tapping on the math question on his homework booklet with.. |
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Chapter FiveA Chapter by Reeling and Writhing“Fenella Burgess,” the principal said, trying to sound enthusiastic into the microphone. Maybe he actually was since the school year.. |
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Chapter EightA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingAfter being back in Hillborough for three weeks, Edward had grown back into his old habits. Seeing old sights will make you do that, despite his.. |
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Chapter NineA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingThe doorbell of Fay’s house rung, and it seemed like it echoed around forever. Fay winced when she heard it and didn’t move until ther.. |
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Chapter TenA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingScott’s navy blue sedan made its way into the street. Anyone who knew him would recognize the dent on the side and the rust stain on the g.. |
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Chapter FourteenA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingThe pounding of the gavel at the front of the room acted like a power button that made the robots sitting in rows facing the front all stand up .. |
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Chapter SixteenA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingThe waiting room in the hospital reeked of sweat and innumerable chemicals that were flavored with sickeningly sweet scents to try to hide that it.. |
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Chapter Twenty-threeA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingFay shut the suitcase with enough force to cave in a ribcage. When she did, Aries darted around at her thinking it was a gunshot. He chose not to .. |
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Chapter twenty-fourA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingScott made his way to the front door of his house, struggling to hold the grocery bags with both hands and opening the door with his two remaini.. |
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Chapter Twenty-eightA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingA few times, Edward had seen Pluto sitting in the Southside diner eating breakfast by himself. Whenever that happened, gang members in black jac.. |
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Chapter Twenty-nineA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingFay had been wanted by the law for ten weeks. Edward Montgomery had been wanted for three months. Both of them had spent the last four weeks hunting.. |
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Chapter ThirtyA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingThe weather in Hillborough was always so indiscriminate. It was the middle of April, but snow was falling outside. It wasn’t light either&.. |
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Chapter Thirty-oneA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingFenella Burgess and Edward Montgomery would be pronounced dead in the news within the next few days. According to the paper, they were both kil.. |
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Abstract MeA Poem by Raven GoodpasterA unique, abstract view of myself written in a poetic form. |
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Today he made me feel smallA Poem by CherryA lyric poem about a fight I had with my boyfriend |
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