How Do you Confront Hatred? Poem.

"How do you confront hatred?" Is the question I always think. Is it disctruction, to make this world sink? Is it love that can make the world bloom? ... I cant accept love, it buries you in a tomb. Love only brings sacrifice. Thats not the life...

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At Peace

Jenna held Bizzy with her arm and tucked him against her side while gunshots echoed, clutching the paper in her hand and feeling it crinkle. Her breathing quickened to the point where she could barely catch it as she began to panic. Her stomach heaved...

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Peace

Eventually that war ended in a peace treaty with specific terms set by her people, who had the upper hand in the conflict.

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Peace

"This is it?" one of the soldiers whispered, looking into the end of the cave. "Is there nothing else here? This mission was useless!" "Shut it," barked Alex, the army's youngest commanding officer at 25, "we're looking for...

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Peace

He lifted his head just in time for the steel-clad boot to come crashing into his face with the full weight of the mammoth beast that was his foe. There was a crunch, sharp pain, a taste of metal and a dull numbness. Nothing felt right as the smaller...

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Fight of Life

#1 of poetry a poem i wrote, inspired by the norwegian peace song "kringsatt av fiender" which means literally "surrounded by enemies" you stand closely with your marks this is not the way never to be hold your fire come to your senses life is praying

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Dead Dreams

Blue Limbs, Serene, Drifting, Dead Dreams, A night to forget, a night for sorrow, a night with no tomorrow, A Pill for each pain, drifting insane, without love, without anything above, Blue Limbs, Serene, Drifting Dead Dreams, A time for...

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6 bestias: Capítulo 5: Padre mío que estás en la tierra...

Lima observaba con curiosidad a las dos criaturas. Para ella, aquello era demasiado natural, posiblemente tras tantos años estando con alguien como Damaru, una criatura de fuego con la capacidad de adoptar forma humana y de pasado desconocido. No...

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One Shot

One Shot Okay just relax; it's not the end of the world...yet. She'll be here in a little bit. God am I really going to do this? What time is it...3:48. Her class gets over in a few more minutes. Just take it easy, you've rehearsed this. So what if...

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"Give Up The Love: A Conversation In Which We Have Already Heard Your Part"

"give up the love: a conversation in which we have already heard your part" you've said your peace, my brother, now it's time to listen up: if we want to see tomorrow then you'd best give up the love while i don't know what heaven holds,

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Into the Crypt

Into the Crypt The amber glow from the lantern reflected off the cavern walls. The gentle rocking of light creaked and echoed with each step. It was foolish they said to enter the old crypt. "Sure, strange noises could be heard from within....

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Mewtwo's Isle

Mewtwo's Isle \> 9 Mewtwo was the barest breath away from touching Night's pendant when some type of internal warning screamed for him not to touch it, just as a small burst of energy shot from the human, and encompassed...

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