Tag: love
group name: starvingartists
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November 14, 2006 08:47 PM EST --
Where is the girl I used to know
Has she fallen by the way
Was she crushed upon the wheels of fate
Growing up, she couldn't wait.
I tried to be supportive
To every move.
She grew away from me . . . more
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July 21, 2008 03:45 PM EDT --
THE TYCOONS
I've spent some time traveling around Gather, trying to see how the other half lives or writes. What I noticed was that there are many popular authors who write about way-out fantasies. . . . more
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October 18, 2006 12:19 AM EDT --
You were a spark searching for something to light.
All soft touches and warm smiles and such a sad, distant longing in your eyes. How much cheaper would the sum of my life have been, without you? It is . . . more
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October 10, 2007 05:30 PM EDT --
Jake met Em at the barn door with a brotherly kiss and a big hug. The light and music from within spilled out much too cheerily to suit her.
"How you holdin' up?" he asked, searching her . . . more
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May 25, 2008 11:04 PM EDT --
I published this a few months ago under a different title, but have been slowly working on it. Like the character in the story's reaching, my reaching toward getting this so it is "right" . . . more
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June 14, 2008 01:14 PM EDT --
As a writer, I have always been a dreamer. And I am not ashamed of it, nor do I wish that it was not so. But the older I get and the more experience in the reality of the life experience, . . . more
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June 30, 2008 01:58 PM EDT --
I consider myself a very contemporary thinker and well versed in the scientific method. In fact, I believe that I am ahead of most even well educated moderns in this respect. However, . . . more
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September 11, 2006 10:30 AM EDT --
On a bed of nails
She makes me wait.
In a garden of thorns
I am a rose.
On a mountain of needles
I must repose.
An ocean of fire
I must traverse.
A universe . . . more
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June 18, 2008 03:10 PM EDT --
Millions of people pray every day in supplication to a "higher power." But does it do anything other than assuage their sense of hopelessness and give them a sense of hope? . . . more
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November 26, 2006 11:52 AM EST --
You came into my life at the perfect hour
The wind blew softly through the south sea
The light of the purple sunset as you have placed in me
What it means to have you in my life.
As . . . more
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October 21, 2007 01:14 AM EDT --
Slowly she made her way across the long grass of the field that lay at her house"s back step, her sweat pants catching in the over grown grasses tangles and knots made by the small animals and strong . . . more
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July 16, 2007 11:31 PM EDT --
It's hard for me to decide on what part of the day is my favorite. I love early morning, just as the sun is rising in the sky and the dew is still glistening on the grass. I live on a busy . . . more
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January 06, 2008 09:46 PM EST --
away
I know your face
it longs away from me
so awkwardly
while jealous eyes stare
the rose falls away from recognition
I cant stop water
tonight, my soul is light
as I drift away from thee
and . . . more
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March 28, 2007 03:32 PM EDT --
"Find me an Eden."
So, I treasure my solitude
but then I crave you like a drug.
Yes, I want my isolation
but I also want your every thought.
I want a constant . . . more
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April 11, 2008 09:27 AM EDT --
On a perfect dream
his silhouette walks
along our fears.
On a constant pressure
doors will begin to
close at your feet
A new beginning
on your mind will unfold. . . . more
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March 07, 2008 01:08 AM EST --
he stepped forward
through dusty shadows
and reached inside her
he laid his hands around
her core
holding firmly
a curative honesty,
he . . . more
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January 06, 2008 09:47 PM EST --
sand
Hold my hand in the rain
while we wait
for my heart to fall
with the sunset
it will shatter down
to stars
so let me light your sky
oh lost love
a beautiful murder
gives birth to a new . . . more
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October 27, 2006 04:23 PM EDT --
An intense cramp in the back of his thigh thrust him upright in bed. It was only after several minutes of messaging the painful muscle that the grimace left his face and his eyes opened slightly. . . . more
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October 31, 2006 12:15 PM EST --
I love this poem, so in the essence of Halloween.......
Edgar Allan Poe
The Raven
[First published in 1845]
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint . . . more
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July 05, 2006 11:22 AM EDT --
It was always Tommy. He spoke, and they crowded him with their eyes.
He was bigger than me, bigger than all of us, and sooner too. His hormones bestowed towering height and bulging girth. It seemed . . . more
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