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This group is for anyone who loves writing and reading and books, and shares my beliefs and passion for words and imagination.
You can also use this group to rant about people who just don't understand what it's like to write and dream (ie. parents and maths teachers).
:bulletgreen: Stuff that's actually about imagination and how it feels to write, etc, gets put in featured. I advise you all to check it out; it's full of deviations that any writer can relate to!!
:bulletblue: Please submit to the correct folders!
:bulletpurple: I was going to have a rule about No Mature Content, but it's too late now cos there's so much of it.
:bulletpink: THERE'S ALSO A SONG LYRICS FOLDER!! :cd:


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The Power of WordsThe letters you choose,
the syllables you combine,
the words you entwine,
the sentences you relate,
the stanzas you write down...
plus
the emotion from your heart
and the beauty of your soul
touch me so deeply...
make me want to hold you in my arms...

There is something beautiful
in you...The Power of Words by ~menmoli
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Sometimes It's ScarySometimes it's scary
to write.
My feelings exposed
against the crisp white
of a new paper.

This notebook
is my prized possession.
Scraps of myself
poured into words
and written down.

It's terrifying because
I lose things.
If I lose this,
I would lose the pieces of me
I trusted it to hold.

The pieces of me
would be lost in the world
for someone else to find,
Pick up and these words,
these pieces of me
could be twisted into
A dagger.

Whoever found it
would have the power to...
Control me
Own me
Destroy me.

These words are too precious to lose.Sometimes It's Scary by ~kml91225
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Read Me
Don't look at me and try to see me
The way they all think they do.
My face is not who I am.
I could say, look deep into these eyes
And you will find my heart, my soul
But that wouldn't be true.
You wouldn't see me for who I am.

You could listen to me, talking to you
Listen to every syllable of each word,
Hearing the meaning, understanding my mind
Yet my voice can only be an echo
Of the real me.

But when I write
All that changes, setting me free
Ink is never ignorant
Paper doesn't lie.
Read...
The shape of every letter
And between the lines
You just might see the true me.

Like my face,
Every word stares up at you,
ImploriRead Me by ~The-Random-Dreamer
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The Writer's Lament"I am a writer."
       I tell myself,
               Willing it to be true.

"I am a writer."
       But I am unable to write,
               No matter what I do.

"This is garbage!"
       I yell at myself,
               And the words on my screen.

"This is garbage!"
       But the words remain,
               And they're mocking me.

"Come back..."
       I plead to inspiration,
               Which long ago began to fade.

"Come back..."
        I plead to motivation,
               Slipping, seeping, sliding away...The Writer's Lament by ~SoulAgainstSoul
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WordsWords float on a thin line
Some scurry through
My cloudy mind
Never to be caught only
Leaving their essence behind
Give me writings to where
People can sometimes find
What I mean

No matter what I do
I can never seem to convey
The emotion of my poem to
A person despite who they are
I even doubt you
Will get just what I mean
When I finish a poem I rue
Make the stupid poem

My own words
Are twisting and forming
Into a poem I didn't make
Sometimes I feel like crying
The frustration is so great
I keep writing
Otherwise I'll always
Be just scribblingWords by *Out-Of-Earths-Reach
Writing is an artIt is harder to write than to draw.
The words on paper taunt and tease;
they almost always seem wrong.
While drawing,
as hard as it may seem,
is something I can do with the slightest of ease.
But poems and stories mean so much more to me.
They speak volumes of hopes and dreams,
they paint a picture in words,
they create a new world inside your head.
A drawing is just a picture;
a poem pierces your soul.Writing is an art by *drawitbig
writing.im not a writer
because i apologise for
what i write

im not a writer
because i hate the
craft and the
thorns it pricks into
wounds
sticky and healing

im not a writer
because i dont give a
fuck about your
apostrophes and periods,
full stops or
half stops or
broken wo  rds or
legs

im a writer
because i can look at
any fucking poem ive ever
pressed onto paper
and tell you exactly what
i felt
exactly what its about
exactly what colour my face
was turning like the earth
whether it be blue
or green or red or white

and you know what
youre going to like this
and you wont know why
or if you do i hope you know
writing. by *ohsostarryeyed
I'm WritingWhen I say I'm doing homework,
Chances are, I'm writing.
When I hide in my room all afternoon,
Chances are, I'm writing.
Late at night when my door is closed,
(If I'm not finishing the homework
That I pretended to be doing,)
Chances are, I'm writing.
Early in the morning when you think I'm asleep,
Chances are, I'm writing.
At lunch, between my classes, and free time in between?
Chances are, I'm writing.

"Yes, I'm doing homework."
Nope, I'm writing.
"Maybe we can go later."
Because right now, I'm writing.
"Can you turn down the music? I'm trying to sleep!"
Actually, I'm not sleeping, I'm writing.

This is how it is.
This is wI'm Writing by ~Dovesong13
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Poetry
Yes, We BelongWe write the same you and I
We have that same passion in our eyes,
And its written in our hearts,
Its written in our our songs
Its written in the stars:
"Yes, we belong."

So let that river flow, from my heart to yours
Let the winds blow
Let them burst through the doors
And shout out your soul to the lives
short and long.
Let the world and heavens know:
"Yes, we belong."

Yes, we belong!
I know that its true
You were born for me, and I was made for you
I've been holding this love for way too long
I've been shouting it in my dreams:
"Yes, we belong."

So bring your lips closer,
closer to my ears.
Whisper sweet nothings that IYes, We Belong by ~TheStoyTeller
Tell meSearching for a hand to hold,
looking for a heart divine.
Yearning for one,with me, will grow old.
Tell me, is there anyone who will be mine?

He must be one with a heart of gold.
I know for sure he should treat me well.
I know he would never leave me cold.
Tell me, is he out there waiting for me as well?

He would be stronger than I ,for sure.
He must be warm with a smooth voice, ever calming.
To my heartsick loneliness, he will be the cure.
Tell me, with me, will he harmonize, will he sing?

The one I desire must be kind.
He must take my breath away.
I know, a man like this, is hard to find.
Tell me, can I truly find a man like this one dayTell me by ~SilverSongAlchemist
My owningEbbing, flowing.
Never knowing.
Seeing the things
against my owning.

What are the things
against my owning?
The slow down things
that defeat my owning...

Ignorance of others.
Evil humors that slow my patience.
They create for me a tiresome air.
It is a slow down thing that isn't fair.

Obnoxious hatred.
They pretend they enjoy my being.
Fake their smiles drag my thoughts to a dread.
They cannot understand what within them I am seeing.

No love around me.
Alone among others with a hand to hold.
Their burning,kissing lips for all to see.
No one for me, leaves an air of cold.My owning by ~SilverSongAlchemist
Friend Zone.Friend Zone.

I just can never seem to get it right.
How can she say that I am not her type?
After the constant phone calls and the facebook messages
And listening to you talk about all of your annoying relatives.
I thought that you and I could’ve been something.
I know now you think all guys are just after one thing.
Especially after the last guy and what he did to you
And I thought since I was the person you came running to.
That maybe, eventually there could be something between us
And you would believe me when I say I am not thinking of my penis.

When I say I long to hear your voice, even if it's only for a little while
And I loveFriend Zone. by *KelaLewis-Morin
Poetry
Single-Chapter Fiction And Short Stories
Single-Chapter Fiction And Short Stories
Non-Literature Deviations
Non-Literature Deviations
Speeches And Rants
Attack of Narcissist
[edit: Just to make something clear...Having a facebook and sharing pictures, having fun, and being a human being is not the type of people this write up is directed towards.  It is directed towards condescending narcissistic hipsters, who use facebook, having fun, as outlets to create an illusion they are something they are not.  That is who this is directed towards.....The Hipsters.....]

Now I have been noticing this for a long time now.

People of my generation seem to have this idea that they  are fucking awesome.  We have an entire generation of  people who describe themselves as being "Confident,  funny, fun, smart, a nerd, cool, a homAttack of Narcissist by ~FlipswitchMANDERING
-- False Flag Hatred --"Although bananas may only look like a fruit, they represent a wide variety of environmental, economic, social, and political problems. The banana trade symbolizes economic imperialism, injustices in the global trade market, and the globalization of the agricultural economy. Bananas are also number four on the list of staple crops in the world and one of the biggest profit makers in supermarkets, making them critical for economic and global food security. As one of the first tropical fruits to be exported, bananas were a cheap way to bring "the tropics" to North America and Europe. Bananas have become such a common, inexpensive grocery item that we often forget where they come from and how they got here."
— Rebecca Cohen, Global Issues for Breakfast: The Banana Industry and its Problems, The Science Creative Quarterly, Issue 3, September 07 - April 08
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False Flag Hatred
An American company-- False Flag Hatred -- by ~FlipswitchMANDERING
As a writer1. As a writer, saying random crap (and receiving unnecessary attention) is...

Normal...

*             *             *

In class...

MICHELLE: (reading a handout) So Jane Seymour was the third wife of Henry VIII.

ME: Mmm... (Thinking to self) But then how could a male character be that good-looking after the gun fight...? It wouldn't make sense unless--

MICHELLE: (Taps me) Hey? Do you get this?

ME: (slams right hand onto desk) Of course!  

MICHELLE: Huh?

ME: (Looks up with a euphoric expression) He must be metro-sexual!

MICHELLE: (Glancing at the other staring people) Er...

------------------------------------------------------------As a writer by ~InkedLance
A Quick Guide For GirlsIf a guy talks to you every day
He probably likes you

If he tells you about his day
He probably really likes you

If he legitimately wants to hear about your day
HE F****** LOVES YOU.

Now if only you would do him a favor
And let him know if you at least cared...A Quick Guide For Girls by ~Cubedg2
Speeches And Rants
Characters And Settings
That is not what a psycho is by ~FlipswitchMANDERING
Ungrateful GuiltWhen I think of it, it truly is what I wanted from my life. I've got enough cash for me to live without worries; I've got a job that I can quit anytime. I also have a good hobby no one interferes in and nothing but opportunities in front of me. Can I, will I take this sort of life for another forty to sixty years? Days day by day running away. Meaningless, unnoticed. Given, if I don't die by a lucky accident or modern disease. Knowing my luck... No, I don't even know which option is more lucky.

Guilty conscience. Why do I feel so out of place living the life I wanted?

Everything I touch, dies.

Secretly, I admit. This reminds me very much oUngrateful Guilt by ~Stormchainer
The Story I Imagined Happen       One night at a friend's party, her boyfriend was over. He knew who I was because my friend had told him about me, about the fact that her and I have had some history, though not much. So I got wind that he might pick a fight with me because he's always looking for trouble walking around with a chip on his shoulder. Finally, at my friend's party, it happened, he was drunk enough to come up to me and hit me twice in the shoulder. My first reaction was to take him by the shoulders, and with each hand on a shoulder, drive my head into his chest toward my friend's closet. The closet door smashed open as he fell and I stood over him. My footThe Story I Imagined Happen by ~ThoreauMartin
The Planet CanntropCanntrop is a planet with a temperate climate located in Imperial territory on the Outer Rim. It has three continental land masses and a large number of smaller islands. Peculiar atmospheric conditions give it a golden sky and pink clouds. This has contributed to it becoming regarded as one of the great beauty spots of the Galaxy.

Canntrop was settled two hundred years before the birth of the Galactic Empire. An exiled princess of Alderaan became its first ruler and established it as an autonomous principality. This autonomy continued under the Galactic Empire. Prince Albezzo II was a great supporter of Palpatine's New Order and the planet wThe Planet Canntrop by *Celestialhost
Characters And Settings
Song Lyrics
My Only HopeThe only hope for me is you
The one who's seen me on and through
I'm not sure if what I believe is really true
If you're not here to tell me what to think and do.

The sun has recently lost it's light
It's turning grey with hate and fright
But when you're here it seems so bright
The world is lit all through the day and night.

The grass is plastic neon green
There's something around me like a screen
I can stand to breath when you tell me what I mean
Your the support on which I lean.

The waters thick and black and dark and all
My breath is slipping, leaving, going and I fall
The icy waters take my lungs, away they maul
And I fightMy Only Hope by ~Darksknight
Be YouSay the words you're most afraid to say
Try to be yourself because we'll fall in love with you anyways
You be you and that will do, that will do

Be true to yourself
Don't try to hide and don't try to be somebody else
Because you'll never know who would see you perfectly in this imperfect world

Say the words you're most afraid to say
Try to be yourself because we'll fall in love with you anyways
You be you and that will do, that will do

Let destiny take its chance to open you up
Don't be afraid to take it by the hand and try
As I said before you're amazing, you're wonderful, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
You be you, you be you
You'll never knoBe You by ~StrungHearts
Take My Words AwayMy love, it's not time to do this now
Because I've got other work to do,
A million other things before I get to you.
I've got to take care of this
Then go finish that
And then I've go to start something else
On top of all of that.

Please give me time,
Then the attention you get is all of mine.

Oh, I got a million excuses
To stray away from you,
But I don't want to let you go, no, no.
Baby I love you,
But I'm afraid to let you know.
So I let my excuses take my words away.

Darling, I have only a little free time,
I'm sorry but can this happen another time?
I might have five minutes to spare.
Another I time please,
And I prTake My Words Away by ~StrungHearts
LifelineHow are you today
I hope you're okay
I hope you don't plan to stray away again
Like all the clouds on a sunny day

I hope you stay, I hope you stay

When you feel like you're stuck on the ground
Or can't get your head out of the clouds
I hope you know I'll be your lifeline back
To what's safe and sound
I'll be your lifeline; I'll be your lifeline
I'll be your lifeline, please don't stray away

Will you be alright
Or do I have to stay tonight
I could stay till morning to help fight you fright
But like the day there will always be a night

I hope you're brave, I hope you're brave

When you feel like you're your own worst enemy
Or tLifeline by ~StrungHearts
Song Lyrics
Fan-Fiction
Acute (Part 1)Outside, the rest of Tokyo continued to move but as Kaiko sat, she found herself imprisoned in the pupils of Luke’s eyes, unable to escape his scrutiny or even resist averting her own gaze.

“Hey,” she asked, trying to lighten the atmosphere,” where’s Mikuo?”

“Somewhere.” He groaned and thinned his eyes as he glanced to the side, silent for a moment before speaking again. “Hey Kaiko?”

“Hm?”

“Do you like Mikuo?” He rested his elbows on the table, interlocked his fingers and stared past them; straight at Kaiko.

“Well…” she found it more diAcute (Part 1) by ~InkedLance
Crimes Against Sentients ch5Lippi Vittbug had been taken to Eternal Patience Detention Centre. She was being kept in solitary confinement. She had no idea whether this was to protect her from the other prisoners or whether this was normal for those awaiting trial. She had spoken to Vislor over the holonet. He had promised to visit her at the first opportunity.

The cell was comfortable and clean. There was a bed, a chair, a refresher unit and to her surprise, a holomedia console that offered a very limited range of channels. Lippi had spent a few hours watching it, but had eventually become bored of endless sitcom repeats and documentaries about marine life. There were Crimes Against Sentients ch5 by *Celestialhost
Klein's Holiday in HastingsKlein sat in a cafe in Hastings. Before her was set a plate of fish and chips. They were very greasy. This was not going to do anything for her figure. Once she got back to work, she was going to have to go on a long diet.

Taking holidays by the seaside and eating fish and chips. What would her German parents have said?

Face it, Dr Klein, you're British, Klein thought to herself. You've lived in this country all your life, you hardly sound German and you watch the Queen's speech on Christmas day. You're an Englishwoman.

Yet in the back of her mind, Klein could never shake off the feeling that something about her life was not quite right, tKlein's Holiday in Hastings by *Celestialhost
Crimes Against Sentients ch4"Bail is denied," declared the judge, a dark skinned male human. "I do not believe Mrs. Vittbug poses any risk to the public, but with her wealth there is a strong risk that she could leave Coruscant and return to Imperial space."

Lippi Vittbug showed no expression. Like so many defendants, the sheer experience of the judicial process had induced in her a state of shocked numbness. The former Imperial interrogator was still wearing the red dress that she had worn at her arrest. Her dangly earrings were conspicuously absent, however.

Vislor shook with rage. The defense attorney had warned him that bail would be denied, but this had done nothCrimes Against Sentients ch4 by *Celestialhost
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Non-Fiction Biography and Autobiography
Through The Eyes of Autism by =CassieCros13
The Americans just got Porked
I talked about in a previous journal entry how obama's bankster thugs make money off your food stamps.  The leftists made excuses as usual.

There is this  "tax the rich" campaign going on in America.  It is everywhere, Americans are being manipulated into believing taxing the rich will fix all our debt...It wont.  If you taxed all 425 billionaires in America at 100%, all that money would be gone within a year, and it would not have fixed a thing. America would then be left without it's billionaires to invest in new endeavors, and dissolving any further stimulation to the already dilapadating economy. Almost all billionaires are probably horrThe Americans just got Porked by ~FlipswitchMANDERING
Fixing the Bulb     I finally admit it as l'm trying to nap in the hallway outside my Creative Writing class: the last two hours have been no fun.

    I’d set the time aside and labeled it “Free Time” as opposed to “Writing Time”, which would have made writing feel more like a must-do instead of a fun, voluntary activity. But even after finding the comfiest-looking chair in the library, sitting in it, and pulling up a blank Word document (as appealing as blank Word documents are), I found that three versions of the same stupid paragraph were all I could cough out before my self-confidence flickered out like a dead bulb and I Fixing the Bulb by *Marian-ette
The interviewI've never been too lucky with my journalism. Frankly here in the queen city there aren't too many interesting things to report on that hasn't been reported on by the main news stations. Doesn't help my boss is riding me like a rented mule, I mean you report on the CEO's ex wife mysteriously still coming into his house, and suddenly I too nosey. Maybe I should've never have take a tabloid job, when I spent four years in creative writing courses whole in college. Oh well you're not reading this to hear about me and my past, you're reading this to know about what happened to me.
My job was on the line and I needed to find the story that would top all stories. So I went to the underground of downtown Charlotte, things usually happen that no one hears about there, especially if you know the right places to look. Though I didn't know where to look at the time, didn't stop me from asking around in the dirtiest of places. After about thirty six hours of searches, dead ends, cons, and attempteThe interview by ~Spacebreaker123
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Scripts and Screenplays
11 Days 11 Nights Day Two 2
11 Days – 11 Nights
Day Two “2” – Meet the Gods who Doomed us All

On the fading horizons
Cities are burning
And worlds are ending
All the is left to
Are the dead walking

The gunshots echo
And our echo is fading away
Only the roar of the dead
Remains to echo
Into the lands of despair

The decay of the living
Grows and grows
Till the very last drop
Of the blood of the living

And worlds collide
And then we all die
When the dawn comes to an end
The we all say goodbye
And we shall never know again
What is like to be alive
When the world is ending
The dead arise
To show us what is like
To be the ones who get
Get to be the pun11 Days 11 Nights Day Two 2 by ~willyoudieforme
The Meal (Preview) by ~Spacebreaker123
11 Days - 11 Nights Day One 1
11 Days – 11 Nights:
Day One 1
The Sinners Pay For The Mistake

Walkthrough for the day:
Gunshots echo throughout the entire country alongside the screams of the dying and terrified people. Police officers try to take control back for the city's in which they are. The army is also trying to help but nothing is working. Herds of zombies come and come and there is no sign of them stopping. And Bulgaria burns as other countries start to crumble upon the zombie apocalypse.

Bulgaria/Dawn/At the border with Greece/Time of the day 05:00

Soldiers are trying to stop the coming people from crossing the border with Greece. There are lots of pe11 Days - 11 Nights Day One 1 by ~willyoudieforme
11 Days - 11 Nights Day Zero 0
11 Days – 11 Nights
Day Zero "0"
As War Brings Hell

Bulgaria/ Midnight/ Somewhere on the outskirts of the capital named "Sofia"/Time of the day 00:00

Its night and the small villages around the capital of the small Balkan country named Bulgaria sleep and crickets fill the night with their songs and they are the only thing that makes noise. While the villages sleep the capital is blooming with life. Teenagers are walking the streets of Sofia and they are visiting bars and discos, the capital never sleeps. But unknown for them one hundred and twenty-four kilometers north from the capital under the small town of Pleven lives a huge bio 11 Days - 11 Nights Day Zero 0 by ~willyoudieforme
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Chapter Stories And Novels
Tradewinds 07 CH 01“AWAY FROM HOME”
Max sat near the edge of the food court, munching down more of that too-tantalizing food that the places here seemed to specialize at, occasionally tossing one of those salty golden things they called “fries” to Bandit, who snapped them out of mid air.
He and his companion had wandered for hours, had even tried to talk to a few more people. His results ranged from wary sidestepping to questions about whether or not wild animals were allowed in here, including one person telling his friend Just smile and try not to make eye contact. Still no answers to how he got here, how he could get back to the Centralict Library, or what was going on.
And worst of all, feeling farther and farther from the action back in Tranz-D, no clue if Justin was even still alive.
He had been waylaid for a time by this place’s charms, and still harbored a fascination for the exotic scene he now found himself exploring. Yet he was also becomTradewinds 07 CH 01 by ~shadesmaclean
Dawn - The Carrier of Chaos 3. chapter
 -"Maybe I should just go and check on her?" concluded Alienus and tried to get out of the room as fast as he could.
-"No." but Umbras was blocking his way.
-"But what if maybe..."
-"No."
-"But what if she's..."
-"Brother no means no! You are staying in this room and that's it!" Umbras put his arm in front of Alienus so he couldn't pass and stayed there until he gave up trying.
-"I really don't see where the problem is. Aren't we supposed to be her guardians or something? We sure ain't doing that while sitting around in our rooms." Alienus started whining like a child after he sat back on his bed.
-"And I can't comprehend how you didn'Dawn - The Carrier of Chaos 3. chapter by ~EnenraEnn
Cassandra's Lantern - Chapter 2: Trimming the Wick by ~Nate-Walis
Cassandra's Lantern - Chapter 1: The First Cut by ~Nate-Walis
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show me your dreamsit doesn't matter how vast your dreams are, but how much of it you turned into reality.show me your dreams by ~kimkwanho
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If We Would Only LoveIf We Would Only Love As HE Wants Us To
Our Spirits Would Soar Our Souls Renew
Then Mankind Would See A Better Life
Void Of Evil Greed And Strife
The World Would Be A Beautiful Place To Live
If We Would Only Learn To Give
Instead We Take And Desire Of Things
Not Blessed By HIM Who Love Did Bring
HE Came And Said My Brother Man
Accept This Gift From The Golden Lamb
Some Did Listen To The Words HE Said
Others Did Laugh And Turned Their Head
As They Nailed HIM To A Cross Of Wood
Still HE Blessed Them As Only HE Could
The Years Have Passed Since That Holy Day
When HE Walked The Earth Taking Sin Away
If We Would Only Love As HE WanIf We Would Only Love by ~TheWhiteLighter
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Love Is Blind"Love Is Blind"

He was a world renown artist
He could play the violin
He could tell you any song
Before it would begin
He could speak many languages
So fluent off his tongue
He always kept his house clean
Before spring had even sprung
He traveled many countries
An intellectual he was
He would tinker with his watches
For reasons just because
He was a classy gentleman
So spiritual and divine
The only dilemma here
Was that he was blind
He had never seen the colors
Or the faces passing by
But you would never know this
Because he'd look you in the eye
And smile as wide as he could
A happy man he was
Still he hurt inside
Love Is Blind by =BleedTheDream180
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THE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAMEEmotions Flowed Like A Raging Fire
As I watched The Birth Of Dawn
Softness And Beauty Of Stars Had Past
My Heart Still Heavy And Forlorn
My Spirit Was Ebbing I was About To Go
When Something Caught My Eye
A Solitary Cloud So Pure And White
Appeared From Way Up High

My Eyes Now Ember With Rising Sun
Saw An Amazing Sight
Within Its Fleece A Golden Glow
And A Butterfly Took Flight
Such Beauty I Had Never Seen
It Sat Upon My Hand
And Said To Me In A Voice So Soft
I Was A Spirit Of The Lamb

My Soul Was Open My Heart Poured Forth
It Listened With Silent Embrace
And When I Had Finished It Smiled At Me
With Serenity, Peace And GracTHE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAME by ~TheWhiteLighter
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Listen up.

:icondyoniysus:

I'm tired of you guys submitting to featured.


Your work will NOT be accepted if you try and put it in the featured folder.


Featured is for work that the admins see fit to be in there.


It's really ridiculous that I have to keep telling you guys this.

Lay off the Featured folder. YOU WILL NOT BE IN IT.


[link] also, thiis.
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:iconbrody-lover:
~brody-lover Apr 10, 2013  Professional General Artist
Hello! I am an editor, looking for some writing to work with! I was wondering if you would be so kind to let let your members know that I am available to edit their work! I charge $1 per page (market price is $2.50) and I read all kinds of work! Thank you for your help!
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~Eryshta Jan 6, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for accepting me !
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:icondyoniysus:
~Dyoniysus Jan 6, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Sure thing
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~YoshiofRedemption Dec 2, 2012  Student General Artist
I have a story I would like to post here, but I'm writing it in poems. Which folder would I put it in?
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*Tigerisbeastmode Dec 16, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Place it under the poetry section.
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:iconyoshiofredemption:
~YoshiofRedemption Dec 16, 2012  Student General Artist
Okay! Thanks!! :D
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:icondyoniysus:
~Dyoniysus Dec 2, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
poems would be fine
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:iconyoshiofredemption:
~YoshiofRedemption Dec 2, 2012  Student General Artist
Awesome.
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*Tigerisbeastmode Nov 5, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Is there a folder for the ocean prompt?
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:icondyoniysus:
~Dyoniysus Nov 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Yes
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*Tigerisbeastmode Nov 5, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
thank you ;P
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~Dyoniysus Nov 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
=]
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Mood: Joy ~YoshiofRedemption Oct 29, 2012  Student General Artist
Thanks for accepting my request!:)
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~TurquaticTurtle Oct 16, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Hello, would you like to affiliate with our group :iconkakikotoba: we'd really appreciate it if you would!!! ^^
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Mood: Love ~Dyoniysus Oct 16, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Oh, that would be amazing =D We'd really love that
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