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Let Me Save You (Winry's Song)

posted by Dearheart

A/N: I finished writing this about five minutes ago, lol. It's actually a song, but I figured it would fit as a poem as well.

This poem/song was inspired by two things: 1) A few of my favorite anime couples, namely Ed x Winry from Fullmetal Alchemist and Hoshino x Tanabe from Planetes (AWESOME series). And 2) while my dad was in Iraq, he heard "My Immortal" for the first time and said he loved the idea behind it...but it was too sad/depressing because "the chorus was in past tense instead of present tense." So he asked me if maybe I could take the same concept and do my own thing with it. I...

Miles

posted by vanelandsisters

I remember your books
In the hallway
I remember you cracking up
Microscopes in the garage
Those old parts
I love you more than anything

I remember your blue eyes
Looking into my emeralds
Like we lived in our own world
I remember you chasing
Our brother
Then falling asleep in my lap
I can still feel you curled up by my side
Little man
And even through that night I knew
You fought it hard as you could
Remember I
Held you and whispered

Come on, baby
With me
I'm never gonna leave
You behind
You were
My best
Thirteen years

I remember the first night
When my hope
Turned to crying and screaming your name
Flowers pile up in the...

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I need to know if this would be a good story.

posted by Heros_Shadow

She was beauty woven into a living being... If only that were the case. But as I stepped towards her, opening my mouth to speak, she faced me, never moving her feet to turn. We held eachother's gaze for a few agonizing moments. It seemed as though she was just going to stare at me until I did something.
When I reached this conclusion, i decided to take a step forward. As I did so, she began to shiver. Another step, and she began to twitch anxiously. Another step, this one seemed to be all she could take. Yet, I had to know. So I took one last step, and she broke.
Her eyes flashed and her hair...

How to Create A New World

posted by dragonsmemory

Creating your own universe is a great way to pass time. It will also give you a rough outline for your writings. These are the steps I follow in creating Eden.
Step 1: Establish main geographical features. This will be crucial in establishing the settings in your stories. If a certain river has magical properties, you have to knw where the source of the river is to be able to pinpoint the source of the power.
Step 2: Establish lifeforms present on your world. You have to know what creatures live there before you can write their histories. If the dragons had not attempted to merge themselves with...

th unknown (chapter 1)

posted by sasuhia4ever

“It all started about six years ago…my mom and dad were at the park playing with my younger brother, Tyler, on his fourth birthday. I had decided to hang out with my friends instead… now I wish that I had never made such an idiotic decision. Cause of that day at the park, someone came and murdered my parents and stole away my little brother. I know all of this because that dirt bag left a letter saying “ I murdered both of your parents and stole your little brother because when I went to kill him I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. So, I haven’t decided...

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Hard life

posted by uniquezandy

Sams POV
I am your normal, typical everyday teen who is 16 years old. Samatha is my real name; say it to my face and I will bite your head off. People say when there young, (girls anyway,) "Look mummy, I want to be a princess when I grow up, and I'm going to marry a handsome prince." To tell the truth, I used to be a girl like that. A girl who read every fairy tale she could get her hands on, and believe that they are real. It is a load of poison now. I had to learn that in real life, true love is rubbish and you won't grow up to be want you want. And in life, change happens quite alot and...

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Taylor Mali - I Could Be A Poet

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Taylor Mali lovingly mocks his own genre.

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Nothing More Ch. 17

posted by para-scence

**6 months later...***

Bride laughed and giggled as I bounced her on my leg; just another day at the park. It was summer, finally, a break from school. I guess I was looking forward to being a sophomore. School wasn't that bad anymore now that I had my friends. Felicity wasn't that bad either. We're not exactly the greatest of friends, but we can tolerate each other now. Also, Trace and I started dating. It was great; he's really sweet and funny. I couldn't ask for a better guy.

"Come on, Harley! Gail said to be home by three!" Aspen called. Everyone else was already at the sidewalk, starting...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 29

posted by Insight357

    I sat in a chair by the window. I was still in the asylum. Days had passed, and nothing changed. I hadn’t heard anyone speak of Alexander. Doctors would come in my room every few hours to make sure I was still alive, or to make sure my arm didn‘t hurt.
    I asked one of the doctors about my arm. None of them knew how I broke it. Even the paramedics said it was broken when the man from the motel called. I didn’t break it. I knew I didn’t. I think the motel manager did. He probably crushed it when he found out I never gave his Nyquil back.
    Earlier...

A strangers last thoughts

posted by ginax0o

Something has severely struck my curiosity
Did he know of his ill fate?
What were his last thoughts?
Did he even have any?
If so were they about his family?
If his life flashed before his very eyes,
Did he have any regrets about what he saw?
What were his last words?
So many questions about this stranger dying before my very eyes ,
whom I know absolutely nothing about.
The touchiest of subjects and its stuck on my mind
Truthfully, the only people who know the answer
are forever gone.
When time comes for me to know the answer
What will I be thinking about?
Will I know of what is to come of me?
Who will I...

dear diary

posted by elizasmomma

I'm setting here looking at a paused television screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.

If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.

are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be or are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.

so what do you think about this journal entry that i just wrote you need to think about what i said and give me your best anwsers that you can give.

thnx erie morgan maples

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Betrayed

posted by hgfan5602

Why, do things have to be so hard
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.

Betrayed
By an old friend
By an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side

Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.

Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed by my own friends

I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.

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Firework Swim

posted by Triscia95

The entire neighborhood was out in the front yard of Sarah's house. They had all come back from the 4th of July fireworks at the high school and were now waiting for the huge firework show that her father put on every year.

Though Sarah wasn't out front with everyone waiting for the show. Instead her and Niall were running out to the pool. The show was a little over a half an hour long so they finally had time to themselves.

The backyard was dark, but the pool water lit up beautifully from the full moon light. Millions of stars shown in the black sky, something that doesn't happen to often...

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Cold

posted by GummyBears_11

A poem written by me. :]

Snow, snow, you are perfect.
When you fall down, you are white. A clean white.
Beauty, beauty.
The beauty of snow.

We put on mittens, we throw on scarves.
We run outside a pick you up, ball you up,
and toss you.

Then we get cold.

We run inside and drink coffee and cocoa, we
snuggle up, we run hot baths.

Why, snow, why are you so cold, so numbing?

~

A new girl at school is seen by the queen bee.
She is approached.
The queen bee wears expensive clothes and carries a designer bag.
Her hair is sleek and red, with gorgeous highlights in all the right places.

She isn't skinny, nor is she...

Life...

posted by Dhampires

Hate.Disappointment.Regret.They all make up some of the worst thing in our lives...then why can't we just give it up?Give it up and just throw all our problems away?The answer is simple because this,this is reality not a fairytale or some fiction story,where the writer can just have their way over their characters like puppets.No.Not at all in reality does one have their way to control their life or the lies that people tell them.There's no stopping your troubles in life or changing the regret you've made in the past ...it's life.

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More Than This II Ch. 2

posted by para-scence

"Blake!" I shouted. I ran down the stairs, grabbing my coat and quickly throwing it on. He came in, holding Tristen and Blakely in his arms.

"Huh?" he asked, completely unconcerned.

"Hollis is being taken to the hospital," I said quickly. His eyes widened. "We need to go!" He nodded, and we got the twins in their car seats, and soon were off to the hospital.

"What happened?!" he asked, his voice thick with tension.

"I don't know! Her teacher just called, and said she was being taken to the hospital! I didn't really think to ask the details!" I said, panicked. We were nearly speeding, but still...

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Just One of Those Days (part 2)

posted by tvluva49

Sorry this is so long and confusing! I promise the next part will be more exciting! :)

I never realized how much it hurt to be shot. Who would believe that that was the least of my worries? I certainly didn’t, so as I was screaming my head off, all people from around the school came into the band hall to see who was screaming. I suppose they would be a bit disappointed that someone was just shot and no one had gone crazy, which would have been equally entertaining, but there was tension in the room. Kids stood awkwardly around, not knowing what to do. People that had crowded around me earlier...