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posted by lilacool
Little raindrops shiny,silver,
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something आप can do.
posted by Epismatic
The Man With No Eyes Collection (3): Mask




When the curtain rises, all is forgiven.

I’ll brush it all off with a movie-star smile,

A genuine laugh, but my eyes must be hidden,

The truth they contain is considered too vile.

My voice is a song that will play through your ears,

And invite आप to dance to the sound of my tune,

I take a bow, deeply, and drink in your cheers,

I’ll always remain here,

You’ll come see me soon.

A new दिन is dawning,

“Quick, put on your mask!”

And hurry outside, meet the crowd.

“Where’ve आप been?”

With fanciful जवाब to all that आप ask,

I’ll always wait here for...
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posted by WritingBookWorm
So, one of my New’s Years Resolutions this साल it to write more. So, I decided to make this:

The goal is to write something every day.

Starting on the 31st of January, every दिन there is a vague word, idea, object, question, statement या anything. आप can take it anyway आप want.

Then each दिन आप should write what it tells आप too या something inspired द्वारा it. Whether it be a poem, a small scene, a character description, journal entry, short story या even just one really well crafted sentence.

Even if the prompt confuses you, या आप have no ideas just write something! It’s a great exercise...
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This guide was inspired द्वारा a सवाल recently पोस्टेड द्वारा link on this spot. The user was looking for ways to put a twist on fairytales. I began to write an answer, but my answer soon developed into an article. So here it is.

Note that these aren't specifically for fairytales; they can be used on any old, well-known stories. After listing some ideas on how आप can put a twist on such stories, I'll give a few examples of फिल्में that have done used one या और of these ideas.

1. Swap the genders of the traditional characters.
Do any of the characters behave especially "typical" for their gender?...
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posted by floraisbest1
Ms. Farogonda asked for the winx to come down to her office. when the winx reached ms. farogonda's office she told them that diana wants to speak wth one of you. she didnt tell me who but she told me to pick two extras. ms. farogonda can i go, bloom asked her. flora will be going along with musa and aisha ms farogonda told them. hmph bloom pouted, can we at least go with them bloom कहा quikly. fine all of आप girls can go and im bringing the specialist. ok stella कहा in a sing song voice. lets go कहा the winx. they met the RF boys outside and went in the owl. winx: WINX BELIEVIX
AT THE वीरांगना, अमेज़न
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an घंटा k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)
posted by LunaNotLoony
Anna flicked the T.V from channel to channel, bored: there was nothing worth watching. Sighing, she left the news on and flopped back on the sofa, not really intending to listen.
'The war in Iraq-.'
'Oh no, आप don't,' Anna muttered, grabbing the remote. Her Dad had joined the army after her Mum had died of an overdose. Anna didn't really blame him, she'd have got out of the house as fast as possible too if she was an adult. The whole house was contaminated with the memories of Mum, of her laugh, of her accident... suicide... whatever it was. Even so, Anna missed Dad like it was painful. She'd...
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posted by Ichigo127
An Amuto one-shot
hope आप enjoy!

‘You know, Amu…,’ he was sitting there again, on the ledge of the window, staring wistfully outside. ‘All of them think you’re gone. But I know better. आप are alive, I know it. Somewhere out there, you’re thinking about me too, aren’t you?’
He was talking again, talking to the moon. ‘You’ll never admit it but आप have already fallen for me,’ he smirked at the moon. No, not the moon. It was Amu’s blushing face that he saw and it was her voice that he heard, ‘Shut up!’ he didn’t know it was the echo of his memories because he thought...
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A shadowy figure silently brushed the silken curtains aside as she slipped through the open window and stepped into the dark chamber. Passing a small तालिका, टेबल and a bed, the लोमड़ी, फॉक्स quickly headed towards a cabinet that stood against the far wall.
Beaded necklaces hung above a oval mirror that was set in the center. Her eyes rested on a miniature strongbox half hidden behind the mirror.
Paying no heed to the deafening clatter coming from the oblivious guest downstairs, she skillfully picked the tiny lock and raised the lid. It was hard to tell what was what in the darkness, so she emptied it into...
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posted by Ichigo127
Yo! this is the first poem i wrote with a sane mind xD do tell me if आप like it =)

Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted प्यार and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.
Act like you're not
okay when आप are and
that आप are when you're
not. Run barefoot in
the snow. Stand out
in the rain for an hour
and think about anything
and everything आप can.

Fall in प्यार with
riddles and things that
aren't real and the
way some stars
shine. Cry when
you realize that life is
just one big sham and write
one hundred cliché poems
about it, and then write one
that आप actually mean.

Use profanity. Be the
one fucking introvert
in a room full of
extroverts and scream
shit just for the fun of
it. निगलना, निगल, निगल संकलन every goddamn
metaphor आप ever dreamed
of and write them down
with your own blood.

Eulogize...
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 Salleria and some other characters that will soon be involved in the series
Salleria and some other characters that will soon be involved in the series
~NOTE: This series has several POVs. Each episode will have a POV at the top. (POV means point of view) Don't ask about if there will be a a boy's point of view. I only do the girls. If I make a sequel to a series I will add the boy's POV.~

~Salleria's POV~

I had heard someone call my name from down in the संगीत hall. I walked over to the संगीत hall seeing all of the rockers there. "Salleria! Over here!" I heard someone call I looked around and saw someone waving their tail calling to me. A cat? I thought. Why would a cat want to talk to me? I walked over to the cat and saw her pull out her...
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Hi Everyone!
I've been working on a book for a while now. Im not gona post all of it at the same time, but I Will post the Prologue. Please tell me what आप think! I invite constructive criticism to make it better! THX!


Prologue
    “Tanya! I don’t understand what’s so different about this kid! He’s done nothing to make me see him as special!” Tanya glowered at her obnoxious boyfriend. “Don’t आप see?” She कहा icily, “He isn’t like us!” Virgil and Tanya looked at there new child. He wiggled around in his पालना and giggled happily. The child crabbed...
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What do आप want from me?
A tortured body?
A broken soul?

What do आप expect to happen?
As आप kick me down
As आप rip me apart

Tell Me!!!!!!!!!!

What do आप want to happen?
As I close my eyes
And take my last breath

I कहा I would stay
Till I took my last moment
But now I'm leaving
A victim no more

I lived with your love
The प्यार आप showed with your fist
I died because of that love
Your प्यार was only Hate

Now someone else will take my place
Will live with your kind of love
Now someone else will receive your lies
Will know your treachery

What did I expect?
That you'd change?
That you'd learn to love?

What did I ever...
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One afternoon, Sapphire sat in her room, on her bed, quietly दिवास्वप्न with her headphones in. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was in her own magical world.
Sapphire entered the sparkling cave in the middle of the forest. Her blue dress was tattered, and her misty गुलाबी fairy wings were damp from the moist, warm air. But she was feeling fine.
Sapphire took a few steps into the sparkling cave. It was made entirely of ice and crystal. Trickling water could be heard as miniature streams fell continuously from the ceiling. Icy stalagmites stood firmly in the cold crystal floor. Icicles hung from...
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posted by Attirox2
The air was still as if it were holding its breathe waiting for me as I approached the ledge. I could feel myself pushing back tears as I clutched the fragile locket in my hands; I traced its dainty designs with my finger. "So mom and dad are getting the divorce after all. I guess आप were right E. I don't know why I ever doubted आप about that one I mean it was obvious! I guess I tried to block it out like what happened......" I muttered looking up at the milky white moon. It seemed to look down at me with sympathetic beams of light. My hands gripped the marble ledge tighter. "Eliza it's been...
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It’s the color of you
आप always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our नारंगी, ऑरेंज book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two नारंगी, ऑरेंज crayons
When everyone else was green

Then आप left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
आप were in the नारंगी, ऑरेंज field in the sky
आप always कहा was there.

The नारंगी, ऑरेंज of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though आप left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone नारंगी, ऑरेंज in the rainbow
Without आप here

I protect my own
Though I wish आप were here

Now नारंगी, ऑरेंज is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival

नारंगी, ऑरेंज will forever be our color
Even though death took आप away

Forever नारंगी, ऑरेंज for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Hello to the cold world, I was named Max Lee Moore द्वारा the parents who absolutely despise me. I am sixteen years old at the moment, will be turning seventeen on June 27th. But who gives a crud? आप know what I receive for my birthday every year? For how old I am, like sixteen. I get sixteen whips from a belt. My dad doesn't live with me anymore to whip me, so there's my mother. She gets a kick out of every whip. It seems to make her ecstatic. Each whip equals to one of her evil laughs. She whips me any chance she wants to. It pains me so much that I'm surprised I haven't committed suicide yet....
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posted by sheldor101
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a तत्पर, तेज, स्विफ्ट dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, प्यार and it’s people’s cries.
posted by StarPotterRings
Hows it going do आप think?

Our story begins with an elf gliding through the trees. His lean body let him jump from पेड़ to पेड़ as if he were flying.
It was spring, his प्रिय time of the year. The daffodils and forsythia were in bloom, and the trees were once again turning green. He stopped on a particularly large branch and looked up into the clear sky. His dark blue eyes without the memories of the horrors of war, his skin without the scars of the torture it brings. For he was yet young, and all the time he has been alive has been peaceful.
He flew once और through the trees. He loved...
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I don't know about other people, but I've began to notice that we are relying on teachnology way too much!

Yes this सवाल has been suggested to most of us before (most commonly द्वारा our parents). But this time it's different. It is normal for parents to think that teenagers are obsessed with our I-pods, i-phones, laptops या other. This is normal because our parents didn't have things like this when they were younger.

Most adults where I live including my parents didn't have the internet growing up. They all had to either go to the librery for information या have a collection of encyclopidias...
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posted by queenpalm
Prologue
Mana was not your normal girl. Her प्रिय color was grey. She called all her teachers द्वारा their first names. Mana was not on the लोकप्रिय side, nor the unpopular side. She had her own ways, her own ways for everything.
Especially pets...

Chapter One
I sighed and plopped down on my बिस्तर with my laptop. After a long, hard दिन of school, nothing was better than लेखन an essay, not! Such mean teachers!
Looking around, I try to find an animal to do the रिपोर्ट on. All I need to do is describe the animal's habitat, eating habits, and appearance. I kept looking. Wow, hard decision. I प्यार being...
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