Knock, knock.
Dog yelped, burrowing his head in the sofa cushions. Ol' man clucked his tongue at the pitiful pooch & skipped to the brew in the hearth. An ample derriere reflected, belonging to the mail lady at their cottage door. Dog grumbled, "Sir, you have no

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Gaseous clusters
of incandescent sky
reflected on her ecstatic
childhood's forehead
icy fire of time
anchored deep in marrow
pulsing within ebullient blood
as the scents of July
burn slowly in the silence
that lies in sempiternal
sigh of night

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"Don't look down" I chant as I edge along the ledge, struggling to keep my
Gripping the of a pipe I swing into the void
Amy's window is a floor down
Is it worth my life to reach her?
I close my eyes & leap

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Pent up anger, years of neglect. Distrust of a system bent on making one heel.Dark days, hellish hours as walls imprisoned me. I longed 2 be free so I became a Sorrow is all I know.I shriek+gash my teeth. The wild, the feared is my home. I am now your nightmare

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in the castle of shadows
where dwells
the queen of swords
and the king of shades
there is an unwritten magic
for it is here in their domain
that banshees receive their names



by Rebecca Larst

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Death's stench fouls Mother's
earthy scent as banshee screams
at our mens rea

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Brenna froze in her tracks as the wail echoed in the night. Who would die tonight? The lament called to her as she tried to follow. But she was chained to the wall, unable to heed. Sadness built inside her until a cry of unspeakable grief flew from her lips.

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You count
in days
months
years
But history
is a process
You write about victories
But what about losers?
You count history
with written books
But Truth
lay in the unvoiced words
Counting history
you forgot to measure
Life

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Watching you soar,
no beating of wings.
Your silence is immense.

Uncaged moments
flying, free from
meaningless striving.

Dose me with your magic.

Breeze brushes skin,
goosebumps rise.
Awed echoes of
your breathless roar.

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You're a dose of always in a world of maybes & nevers. Softly marked in somedays, my cold skin has shed its haunted addiction to the decaying. It remembers its malleable youth in watercolour & effulgent galaxies. A precursor to better vision, my every breathes.

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To believe the lore
there were rocks
as the ship sailed ashore.
The soldiers all swore
they hit four or more
which opened the door
for the water to pour
in through the floor.
The look of terror
of one survivor
stays, forevermore


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A bag full of wishes she
Keeps hidden from the
World,
At night she listened to
Their murmurs about the
of love,
Sighing and blushing from
The images they whispered..
Sometimes they would ask
If the time is near,
That day when they will
Fly out and live…

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Keep inspiring us! Thank you all!
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The waning moon,
as lost as you, 
silently watches.  
It knows the secrets
you've withheld as 
you remain mute. Forget despair and disillusionment
When you feel defeated,
a blazing sunset will remind you to shine even brighter than before.

A new dawn awaits

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"Back To My First True Love"

A in the atmosphere
I could not contemplate
That you would be here

After all these
Lonesome years
My heart is filled
With so many tears

Could you be the destiny
That has always been
Waiting for me?

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We hid under Mama's crepuscular words & their tarot cards, gathering every whimsical dreary we could. It was a noxious gathering—all bubbled eyes upon a massive silence. Persuasion had powered us vivacious, & we knew not to snickersnee with its hedges. 1

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she will sing her song

in crimson

flick her hair

to salt seasprays

duel with boundaries

walk on water

swim the air

broadcast her mind

put on cherry lipstick

talk of love & pain

argue discuss & more

if u can't handle

eclat

better base

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Space squadette DeBraz Deadly :
"Transform as

"Squadette DeBraz Deadly here :"

" Complet: No

"Bad approaches Squad Death General: Last Kiss:"

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crept through the town, slithering and dark. He reveled in their terror, drank it in. Music halted his feeding. He clawed at the offending sound. A girl playing music.She continued playing and the notes slashed at him, tearing him to pieces until only hope remained.

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