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posted by UnderdogAsh
Chapter 5
The princess
Of Destiny

    I woke up to the glare of the morning sun shining in from a window. I was laying down, so I sat up and felt my a pile of jerami, hay beneath me. I had a terrible headache and couldn’t remember a thing. I looked beside me and there was Link, laying down and looking at the ceiling.
    “Hey Link,” I said, “what happened?”
    “Well, Ashley, anda decided to run your mouth when some guard arrested us and they gave anda what anda deserved,” Link berkata harshly.
    It sort of came back...
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I stumbled upon link a while yang lalu and decided that some of the points I made in a very long-winded komentar on her poem were valid for the population of writers here on Fanpop, especially but not only beginning writers and those just venturing into the fascinating world of the written word.

I advised dear greek to use lebih concrete gambar in her poetry to better express her mostly abstract ideas. (And greek, I hope anda do not mind me using anda as an example. If anda do, please let your offense be known). She had written a lovely poem and titled it "My Life" and while the concept was genuine and...
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added by khfan12
Broken wings;
sitting there crying,
is an malaikat dying,
clutching her broken wing,
whilst trying to piece together her broken ring,
why has she been chosen for this fate,
this angel, does got not appreciate?
her heavenly tears flowing,
as she can feel her life is going,
her jantung is hurting,
she feels she hasn't done enough for gods earnings,
drip drop, drip drop,
her tears come to a sudden stop,
shes diberikan up on her halo,
shes diberikan up on her wings,
if this is gods will,
she will force herself to fulfill,
in life and death this is what she choose to follow,
and now she will wait until tomorrow,
she knows what...
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posted by _Blackhearts_xx
Black roses;
They became the mawar that where once red,
They became this Black when my jantung bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my jantung follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart


Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful anda are,
Your as raidient as a shining star

Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip



i hpoe anda like them (:
I had to do this for creative writing, and since this site is severely lacking, I figured I'd give it a shot.

For my Creative menulis Class

The Faith Healer

He berkata to her, “I can cure you.”
Wide eyed and desperate, she believed him. She had been to doctors, and hospitals, and oncologists galore. And his hands were soft, and his eyes inviting. She trembled in his embrace as he tried to soothe her aching fears.
“I’m tired of waiting,” she breathed, her chest rattling with effort.
He kissed her forehead and stroked her hair, holding onto her as if his own life depended on it. She pulled her...
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posted by mitchie19
10. M A K E I T H A P P E N


“Yo, Sean, what up?” I shouted. Sean’s a football player, the quarterback of the team. Mostly he likes shaking his blonde hair. Sean’s living room was filled with my friends, Toby, Jason, Michael, and Chris. “I’m great, man. God, Melissa nailed me!” Sean said. We did a high five. The guys were watching Sports Channel.
I drank the can of Pepsi I was holding. “Look, look, look!” Toby was pointing at the flat-screen. “Another round left then the Toro’s will be champion!” Chris and Michael were shouting. I joined them.
“That was a two-point...
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 Envelope with the royal segel
Envelope with the royal seal
oleh Nicole Levy
Chronicle

The lyrical stylings of nationally acclaimed poet Kevin Brian Wright of Glendale have romanced even British queen Elizabeth II herself. The poem Wright composed for the queen in 2008, entitled “O’ Blessed Nightingale,” is today displayed as a personal keepsake of her majesty in Balmoral Castle. membaca the lyric, I imagined that Elizabeth had cast her regal person as that blessed nightingale for whom “the thunder…trembles, / When she beat her majestic wings in flight / Composing that choral symphony that softly serenades / The tranquil night, with that melodious...
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posted by HaleyDewit
It's a beautiful day
Sun is shining on a bright sky
How could we ask for more?
But still I 'm wondering
How can they act like this?
Are they shutting their eyes for this emptyness?

And now I need to face it alone
I need to make it on my own

So don't cry
Everything will be all right
You've gotta live your life
You need to let it go
So don't cry
Give them your little smile
Hide the tears in your eyes
About the pain they don't need to know


It's a wonderful day
People smile and are happy
How couldn't this be enough?
But still I ask myself
How can they pretend like this?
Are they running away from this darkness.

And...
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posted by mars15
What i believe that i know

I don’t care what they think
I don’t care what the world thinks
I will be who I want to be
I will do whatever I want

I know that I’m alone.
I know that I will be at the bottom.
But I believe that even down
I will raise my head up high!
Nobody will stop me –
To do atau to say
What I believe that I know!

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Game with life

Life is the hardest game
And if anda are weak, you’re going to lose
But if anda face the problems and be strong
You will win
But anda will just win yourself
Cause life is always the winner
And life will always win over you...
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posted by 123moo123
To her, memeories are a painful reminder of the past. She has a box full of them. She has an idea. She takes the box full of memories to a field. She opens it and takes out the worst memory of all. It's a picture of them smiling. She gets angry and rips it in half. She takes a lighter and sets the picture on fire. She sets it on the box. All the memeories she kept hidden, go up in flames. She smiles, then leaves. The flames eventually die down. Her memories are completely lost. And she's happy about it.
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posted by rockzsanders
Ok, for my english class earlier this year, I had to write a 10 paragraph story about a person who meets a genie, makes a wish, and it goes horribly wrong. Hope anda like it!
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My name is Sadie Castro. I’m a 16-year-old girl at Upper Crest High School. I thought being the most populer girl in school was everything. Boys, people always wanting to hang out with you, BOYS!! God, was I ever wrong. Three weeks yang lalu was the worst time of my life…
    I was always what people called your “Typical Nerd.” anda know, glasses, braces, weird hair and clothes. On Friday nights,...
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posted by Cinders
 Larry the labu
Larry the Pumpkin
The labu Poem
I shall call it the labu Poem
Because it is short and fat, like Larry
Who also looks like a pumpkin

When I was a junior in high school, I tried to gather together 365 poems together so I could make a calender. Actually, my target was at least four hundred, so I could weed out the bad ones. I lost the introduction that I wrote for my teacher, but these poems are based on acak thoughts I'd have at one point atau another throughout the day. Most are funny, some are not. Generally, it's kind of how I like to see life. Happy, amusing, but very precious. So I present to anda the Unfinished...
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