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My Final DestinationComforting words of depression help my hopeless mind come to a conclusion that it wishes it would not find. / Unfortunately, I have to make…

Bride?Bride, in white, / Silky satin, / Through the night, / Walking, Singing, / Candles glowing.

My BloodAnd I am trying to believe, / I am trying to not give in, / I am trying to succeed, / I am trying to begin.

Kill MeYou make me feel so trapped, / I am going insane, / If I die tonight, / It is you that I blame,

Lay Me Down TonightLove me in the moonlight. / Hold me by the fire. / Passion in the air. / Candle lit eyes drive my desire.

Jordan’s Lab RatDaphne groaned, “God, I hate this school. Let’s just dip and go to a club or something. Whatchu say Sal?”

Made of “TIN”With a sudden twitch, the tin figure’s eyes shot open, a look of shock and exasperation spread across his face.

BloodRichard’s wound gushed blood as he tried to hide from the falling debris that exploded above him as bombs went off all over the field.

Absolute TurmoilWith a sly maneuver, Cher slid her hand down under Rachel’s panties, rubbing her slightly, and then kissed her hard right as she stuck her …

Runescape Story“Oh, well done! Climb through the hole, and we can all get out of this cellar,” Sir Vant clapped appreciatively.

Shakespearian PlayEmilia: ….. A shame of a thousand ions, I take it, yet Beatrice seems to not even simply shiver a quill to the girl for apologies.

That DipstickThey have a real personality. They have soul.

A Love StoryNow, when I say that Harold was into routine that does not mean he was, in any sort of way, normal. On the contrary, Harold was a very pecu…

Marcie’s Peculiar Friendsitting drunkenly upon his mother’s old sofa, with a glass of scotch in one hand and a poorly lit cigarette in the other, entranced by the …

Story Of My LifeBut as she breathed deeply and stroked the harsh wood with violent irritation, the wind blew her hair around her and she started to cry.

Twain HarteAs Taylor walked down the cold, dark, wet alleyway, she motioned to Kim and Charlie to get ready. Their hands moved frantically, trying to …

Why Dogs BarkIt was a typical day at the pound. All the dogs around me, ..were barking, whining and trying to make themselves as cute as possible every …

VulturesThe man’s shadow weighed down upon her….Then, with a rough grip, he picked her up off the ground, ..and tenderly let go of his grasp.

Don’t Trust The BugsMelted crayon filled pools soak up the sun, / As walking brains begin to run.

Black HeartPain within, / Dripping from the core, / Though you try and tend it, / It can not be mended.

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