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Ahaha. Maybe.

xD Thank you all. I can't tell you how much it means to me.

Nice! I would love to see what you can do with an actual camera!

Of course! Although, the picture may do the talking. ^^ @Manah @Junn Aw, thank ya.

So, way back in uh....one of those middle school grades, probably sixth, my class was asked to write three little poems. Only one managed to survive so... Falling Star It fell from the sky A crystal surprise sweeping over the sky Like a ball being thrown to another Then she fell to...

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If in the light of day We forget who we are Let me not dismay For this is why we are the stars Our lives mean little All that was living, has died The opposite of that grand bride The death of a grand fiddle To you, was the ode Of treasures untold.

She looks out the window of her classroom. Inside the school the calm people are chatting in the background as she writes.Outside, the wind howls blowing the leaves of a nearby tree around. Rain clouds glide slowly over the sky. Everyone is typing, except for her. Why isn’t she typing you ask...

When the light hits, everything glimmers. Hope doesn't dangle by a thread, but is shown through every chandlier. Joy doesn't stay shallow, but is deep and bubbling. Truth rains from the ceiling in flickers of gold sparkles.

If only she had stayed by his side. If only she had grabbed his arm. Maybe she wouldn't have fallen. Maybe she would still be alive. How was he to know what would have saved her? He only knew of her pitiful scream and the way it echoed throughout the cave. The lasting ring would not leave his...

True pain. The terror of the act. He had known the temple would be dangerous, but had gone anyways. What was there to be scared of? After all, at the time he had agreed to this escapade it had sounded great. To risk losing everything for adventure. Oh, it sounded marvelous. Thoughts of...

He had no other way to keep her in his arms. The only way was to remember the feeling and to remember everything good she had been for him. He didn't want to let go of the fact that she was dead. He couldn't bare the thought. In the end, it never mattered how cold her skin had been. The thing...

This poem is actually one that is very close to me. I would explain it's story, but....it's a little complicated. We'll just say that it was written in the honor of someone very special. Lace Of Roses In love, our hearts break In hate, there are venomous snakes Flowers die and petals...

The Qual tenses and stares at me. She doesn't know what to think and I can tell. I roll my eyes and look away. At the front of the room a lady walks up the side of a stage. I watch her, or well...her feet. I don't like her. My instincts tell me that she isn't as she appears to be. I don't like...

Except for the date stamp. xD Thank you.

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When we step out of the hallway, the first thing I notice, is the openness of the room that expands in front of my eyes. It's huge. The walls seem to go up forever. I gasp and take a slow, hesitant step forward. It's marvelous, but it gives off a feeling that something terrible happens here. I...

He did it to save himself and no one else. I'm hurt. Deeply hurt. I have never cried more in my life. I can feel his stare. He doesn't budge, just stares. It's as if his feet are stuck to the floor. I can't see him, I've turned away from him. I know he is there though and that he hasn't moved. I...

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Jase continues to stare at me. His eyes seem to stab through mine and into my soul. I think it's at that moment when I realise that he isn't a Free Thinker anymore. What happened? What is he now? Whatever it is, it's not my friend. I don't know him anymore and I wonder if I ever did. Was...