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AGE: 19
LOC: Australia
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: June 25

I am a writer
an amateur at best
but here i pen my thoughts
to be lost amidst
the sandpit of cyberspace
maybe you will read
maybe you won’t
but at least this way
i will never forget
the thoughts that i have thunk

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Poetry / A storm at sea
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a storm be brewin, the crewboy spies a black abyss, formin in the skies icy waves churn against me hull the roar of the lightning, it be yet dull swing her round to starboard, me mates before the heaven's open their gates think and pray of lasses back home and know that soon we might all be gone so sail away, there be hope ahead don't let ye souls be filled with dread for with me at the wheel, me boys we'll sail away from the deathly noise "but cap'n what be yonder?" "lad that'...
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Poetry / RAIN
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Simple soldiers marching to war They throw their bodies as weapons Down against our homes We yield no pain Front by front they hurl themselves on Smashed, shredded, slaughtered The carcasses flow into a river of death Strewn by the roadside A septic puddle of loss Our cold eyes glare on remorselessly We ignore the warriors lain to waste Churn them into mist in our tracks So that on this stormy night The air is thick with death
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Chapter Two Voco Anihilo Morrus Cruroranhel held onto the splintering rung tightly with one hand as he caught his breath, his taught muscles barely visible beneath the layers that had come with middle age. He hooked his elbow around the rung, passed his torch from one hand to the other and lifted his un-hooked arm to wipe the sweat off of his brow. He had not climbed this ladder in a long time and he didn’t remember it being so tall. Holding the flaming torch in his left hand he pulled himsel...
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Poetry / RAIN
Version 3
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Simple soldiers marching to war They throw their bodies as weapons Down against our homes We yield no pain Front by front they hurl themselves on Smashed and torn and shredded The carcasses melt into a sea of death Strewn by the roadside A septic puddle of loss As our glaring eyes look on remorselessly And we ignore the battlers lain to waste Churn them into mist in our tracks So that on this stormy night The air is thick with death
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Sci Fi & Fantasy / Everto Cruroranhel, Chapter One
Version 6
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Chapter One Expectations always ran low for Everto, his parents had pushed his eldest brother, Malum, to attend a medical college and it was assumed that his second eldest brother, Torqueo, would inherit the family business; a large and profitable coal mine that extended deep into the mountain range on the eastern border where Lyrrea met Azhendor. Nothing was planned for Everto, he was left to his own devices and when he, on the rare occasions that he did, spoke to his parents or his brothers...
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Flash Fiction / Cheesecake
the pleasure of my nostrils. i don't much like that bit, perhaps "delight" or "ecstasy" would work better? i like how you've taken a situation that most would take for granted and really expressed one of life's simple pleasures :)
100.0% Review Quality (2 Votes)
Poetry / Insomnia
my math teacher has insomnia, and this is a good way of explaining what it's like. i don't like how each stanza gets shorter as the poem progresses, i think it would be better if they got longer as it went on, to symbolise your mind slowing. Although i wonder if that would compromise on the quality. Perhaps add space between the words in each subsequent stanza?
Novel Treatments / Baby it's Cold Outside!
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Short Story / The Statistic
No. I wouldn't. Doesn't this guy have any morals? Does he realize that it's going to hurt her, traumatise her. Doesn't he think about that at all? This story is SO creepy, it's even creepier because in some parts I can relate to the guy and even agree with him. The writing style shows you have a lot of skill - most writing in present tense is difficult to read - but this was really smooth. I gave you a 10 for short story because it really is THAT good, even if it's incredibly creepy. And a 5 ...
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Poetry / Sweet
I really liked this piece, the rhyme structure makes it simpler to read and also a lot more complex than most of the poetry on here. There are two parts I didn't like: 'then he did eat.' In the rest of this poem this style helps it along but in this one part it makes it seem clunky and unnatural. ground! I don't understand why there is an exclamation mark there, I tried to read it with emphasis and it just sounded... dumb. Also, i don't think having an emphasis there really suits the topic. S...
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Humor/Satire / A Vacant Philosophy
Journal, Diary, & Blogging / The Job Just Clicked

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