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AGE:
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GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: August 12
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: August 12
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There’s not much to say about me other than I’m a fanciful little kid at heart and I can’t stop writing.
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Adele’s life was perfect. She had a perfect house filled with everything she had ever wanted. She had the perfect parents who loved her very much. She attended the perfect school where she maintained the perfect grades. Things couldn’t be better, right? Wrong. Adele was not perfect. She spent all her free time in her room. She couldn’t do sports or after school activities because she attended mandatory meetings with her psychiatrist half the week and group meetings the other. She had to take ...
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I spotted all their tired souls Floating over fields of snow It was in the middle of December And truly this much I remember The glimmering specters of forsaken sun And long torn down spider webs ruined for fun Danced and mourned all equally Moving on like a silent sea So close to my window covered in frost And suddenly with a thought I was accost I saw how close to Death I sat With her painted black sleigh and Spanish veiled hat While by my side you lay asleep Such a lively countenance you k...
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I spotted all their tired souls Floating over fields of snow It was in the middle of December And truly this much I remember The glimmering specters of forsaken sun And long torn down spider webs ruined for fun Danced and mourned all equally Moving on like a silent sea So close to my window covered in frost And suddenly with a thought I was accost I saw how close to Death I sat With her painted black sleigh and Spanish veiled hat While by my side you lay asleep Such a lively countenance you k...
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Mariah. That was her name. He thought it over and over. Beautiful name. Just like her. He sat in the airport waiting for this long lost star. This piece of heaven he had foolishly lost. The picture of the two of them was clutched in his hands, slightly crumpled and tearstained. Oh Mariah, Mariah, Mariah. He couldn’t help but whisper it to himself. Beautiful. Just like her. He sat in the crowded airport where people came and went. The amount of love and joy in the room didn’t help his nerves. ...
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I think this was a good piece. It was a little choppy at the beginning but otherwise well written. I like the ending the best.
I think your poem does more than make someone go "Hmmm..." as Urbis ratings say. I was enraptured by your words. The imagry is splended. I love it.
I liked this story. It was clear and concise. I liked how it sounded like one part of life was ending but stil open to the rest of it. Keep up the good work.
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