The PickupThe club was heaving, The bar was over-crowded and the dance floor was packed. He walked through the crowd with ease, moving with perfect motion through the dancing and the groups of friends drinking and shouting loudly, making his way to the bar.The Pickup
He stood in the crowd gathered at the bar waiting to get served. After a few minutes he finally got to the bar and lent over at the waitress, "You wanna drink or just to stare?" She said with a small grin
He looked her up and down, wearing a tight black corset and skinny fit jeans with an apron hanging from the front, she was beautiful, perfect he thought.
"Gi
The Gallows of MagicHe watched slowly as the woman he loved stood on the gallows. The noose ready around her neck. She was going to die. Here, in the local town square.The Gallows of Magic
He had to do something, but what? He wasn't as gifted in the craft as she was, if only he had had more time to practice, He may have been able to help. To save her life.
He stared at the crowd forming around him, mainly men with a few women. They stared at the woman he loved like she was filth, evil glares in their eyes. A few of the younger members of the crowd were throwing rotting fruit at her. He could feel his blood starting to boil. He clutched his hand round the
White LiesHave you ever wondered why a white lie is called a white lie??White Lies
Because it's the illusion of blanketing the truth...a truth percieved as the dark and pain-staking...with the light that looks pure... but is obscured by its unnatural traits...
And guess what...??
...Artificial light, in plain sight
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Artists of the wordsArtists are those of a creative feed Possessing a seed, producing, contribucing …CONTRIBUCING…?? Yes, I said it. Contribucing and producing that long stalkArtists of the words
of a plant I think it’s called an arm. Let us artists of the words chant
You may have your fancy pantsy handy hand features with your colours of trouble, …doodling on the double
Though I encourage that the subtle tendencies of our rhetoric,
our metaphoric and stylemaGORIC features within our linguistically tuned minds are cualogomorings not to be overlooked my friend &nbs
| Right, I've been on here for about 6 months now so time for me to finally write something here ;] Been into writing for quite a while but never really been able to get it down, but finally found the courage to do so ;] So pretty much everything I write is stored on my always handy laptop and when I think Im ready to part with it it will find its way onto here ;] Let me know what you think ;] If you don't like it please tell me why ;] |
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WELL I DON'T KNOW, I'M SHORT.
icon by Dr-Domokun
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Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup, They slither while the pass, The slip away across the universe
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Literature is inspired by madness but written by reason
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Joker"Have you ever danced with the Devil in the pale moon light?"
Bruce Wayne"What?"
Joker"It's just something I like to ask my Prey!" *Bang*
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With a spycrab....
Visit. ~FloralFlower NAAAOOO!
Final fantasy nerd,and proud.
SIT YOUR A$$ DOWN IN THAT CHAIR AND DRINK YOUR GODDAMN TEA! D:<
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