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Scream, I beg;
Gift me with news -
Announce to me
The horror you see,
For within these eyes -
Those from which,
You run;
They scream too;
They plead for you -
For you are salvation
In my heart's revolution
Gift me with news -
Announce to me
The horror you see,
For within these eyes -
Those from which,
You run;
They scream too;
They plead for you -
For you are salvation
In my heart's revolution
Literature
xX Phase One Xx Chapter One
You know those days where you wake up and think, 'Today is going to be fricking great'? Yeah. This was one of those days.
A few minutes ago was probably the first time ever that I didn't mind waking up at six-thirty in the morning to go to the crappiest high school in Los Angelos. Deep Cover blasted from my 90s-style alarm clock, and I slapped it without breaking off the top for once. I never get tired of that song, even if I do hear the chorus pretty much every morning. Hard to believe that song came out almost 175 years ago.
I also realized that I really need a haircut. My blonde hair was starting to get in my eyes, which really annoys me
Literature
Rombos
por Romy Lara
El aire gélido se coló en la habitación y alborotó los papeles minuciosamente acomodados en el escritorio. Tronándose los nudillos de la mano izquierda, Julio se incorporó y cerró la ventana de un golpe. Afuera el cielo se caía pedazo por pedazo. Reacomodó el desorden que se había hecho en su mesa de trabajo, colocando cada documento en su lugar: los de etiqueta amarilla en la carpeta amarilla, los marcados con verde en la papeleta verde y así consecutivamente con cuatro colores más.
Procedió a sacar un cuaderno de portadas negras de su
Literature
The Journey
Beneath my skin, my veins pulse with desire
To know why I am here.
As I journey to find the answers to life,
I sail through the monotonous seas
That stretch forever beyond the horizon.
As my ship sails towards the dry land,
Mountains tower before me,
Filling me with both awe and intimidation.
But the mountains are eroding as time passes by,
Into merely fragments of what they once were.
I move my eyes and watch the glaciers
Melt slowly into rivers.
But even though they disappear,
They melt to provide water for all life on this planet.
You could say rivers are created by glaciers for a purpose.
I ponder those mountains and glac
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This is a good example of the pros and cons to forcing oneself to write during writer's block.
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oh, i see... i saw a completely different meaning, but okie dokie.
and great work
and great work