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- Ascension at allpoetry
Life
wrought from - I Still Dare to Hope ... at allpoetry
I'm on my knees now, I'm on my knees now, searching, praying, - [ ...and I stare in your eyes for the first and last ] at allpoetry
...and I stare in your eyes for the first and last (time) - The Parchment at allpoetry
She, the very apple from God's own Tree of Life, - Burning Love at allpoetry
Watching you sleep, I see smiles and frustrations of the dream-life you lead without me. - Prime Numbers at allpoetry
I circumvent red-lit mirrored ball scenes. My cake mask tastes better, - Day 11,680 (By Estimation) at allpoetry
You humans and your ceremonies! You must dress, Eat, - Lost Soles at allpoetry
Calling all Haters! Come here! Sit down! - Reasons (#71) at allpoetry
I am, but I am NOT! But I AM...I guess. How would you define a criminal? - Prophesy at allpoetry
It was bliss before the dream descended: trips to New Orleans, new sensations, - Love's Offerings at allpoetry
She sits by light of moon, listening.... - Woman at allpoetry
Slayer of men, lay down your arms!
Remove your faceshield of war!
- Let's Fall Asleep at allpoetry
Torrents flow from eyes to heart. - Professional Victim at allpoetry
She tiptoes to the horizon at dawn. Suddenly, radiance floods her void. - The Brothel: Through Sleeping Eyes (Chapter One) at storywrite
...teeth! No...FANGS! They snarled and dripped with salivary juices that burned the skin of those called prey like acid. Jowels, powerful and matted, deceptively blackened as if their fur was the spawn of midnight itself, wor - Where Does Your Heart Lie? at allpoetry
When you tell her you love her,
she looks into - Just a Slice of Life at storywrite
Lizzie nestled back, her shoulders squirming slightly, fine-tuning the comfort dial for maximum reception. She closed her eyes and fel - Ivan the Terrible: The Life of a Storm at storywrite
On August 31, 2004 Pagan gods from around the world united to make a final stand against mankind with the forging of Ivan the Terrible. It took the combined efforts of all Deit - Burning... at storywrite
Christmas is two nights away. All the gifts have been purchased, wrapped, mailed if need be, and received according to UPS's faithfully accurate online tracking. My finan - The Order of Animals at storywrite
My soul returned to its flesh in the blink of a blue flashing light and the "BIP" of the police cruiser that abruptly appeared like the punchline of a magician's trick beside m - She will always be there at storywrite
Will came to at 5:10 A.M. against his inherent resolve to remain forever in the throes of substance-induced oblivion. He never woke up like "normal" people. That would be out o - Watched at storywrite
Amelia lay sleeping, or so she decided. She simply must be sleeping! It was the only rational explanation for what was happening to her. It must all be a dream.
She lay in t - Running From Bears: Chapter Six--"The Three Brothers Fishing" at storywrite
"...As Andrew knows from studying the Manya Loincloths, they had to prove their value to their village by what they could contribute. By the time they were fifteen they should - Running From Bears: Chapter Five--Settin
g Up Camp at storywrite
The boys made enough of a raucous removing their camping supplies to rouse Tucker, who took it upon himself to wake Matt. "Are we there yet?" he asked for the two hundred and f - Running From Bears: Chapter Four--On Their Way at storywrite
In all, it took the boys three hours to pack, gather, rethink, and be certain they hadn't forgotten any major necessity. They loaded the car, leaving room in the trunk for a te - Running From Bears: Chapter Three--The Big Idea at storywrite
At roughly ten a.m. the same morning Andrew became aware of the sunlight streaming into his eyes from the window over the couch where he had conked out. He squinted and held a - Running From Bears: Chapter Two--The Party at storywrite
"She's gone. Can your sister get us some brew?" Andrew overheard Jason say from the next room.
"NO PARTIES. That's what Mom told you. I heard her!" Andrew scolded through th - Running From Bears: Chapter One--"Bye, Mom!" at storywrite
Jason stood in the hallway, hesitating a moment. He had mixed emotions about his mother's trip, but then he had mixed emotions about everything these days. He wasn't sure if it - "Look, Mom! I DID IT!!" at storywrite
Reluctantly, she watched him mount the bus steps for his first day of kindergarten.
"You'll be okay, Mom. I'll let you take me to school another day," he consoled. - To The Sky and Back at storywrite
When United Flight 372 spiraled helplessly to the ground and incinerated, Jeannie alone, walked away.
The tragedy awakened in her a hypothesis: that she could not cease to - They Said They Loved Me Anyway at storywrite
You can tell a great deal about people by the way they live. For example, people with well-manicured lawns are usually orderly and responsible while people who swim in disarray - My Kid Sister at storywrite
The last thing I remember clearly is riding my bike home...last night?...from Jesse's house. I was supposed to be home before dark, but didn't quite make it. I knew Mom was goi - Proud to Be an American at storywrite
"Sargeant!" Corporal Baker wailed over his left shoulder. "We got another one!! Sargeant!"
Sargeant Gray came tripping out of the make-shift guardshack he and his boys threw - The Sound of Pursuit at storywrite
I've never been to the rainforest, but I've seen video tours on the Discovery Channel. I recall lush greenery dripping from the clouds, enormous tropical flowers stubbornly and - Chapter One: The Brothel at storywrite
In the back of her mind Susan thought she must be dreaming so she willingly succumbed to the experience that called her.
At first she pictured herself swaddled in a w
