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I’ve always loved you, I can’t even remember since when I’ve started to long for you. Flowing, stumbling, glistening, and lighting your way into my world and into my heart You’re warmth and what brings life to this floating clay we call Earth; just the perfect amount though, because you see a few feet closer could turn into flames and few feet further cold freeze the clay over. You have a way of coloring the skies in the evenings that nothing else can take from you and you peak over... Read More

Hello and welcome. Do you consider yourself a writer? if so that's great, that means you would be interested in the following.  So I've got this really great idea (actually I have writers block), how about we do a writers prompt. What's a writer's prompt, some of you may ask?  Well it consists of having a list of 10-30 items and each day you write something about that item. There is a catch none the less, the article has a limit as usual; you have to write more than 90 words, for it... Read More

In your worldby ~Inuderf83

You know that blocking out the sun 

with your thumb isn´t possible, 

but you smile and try anyway, 

you know pig's don´t fly 

and rainbows really don´t taste like skittles, 

but you´d like to think so. 

Even though people tell you to pull your head out of the clouds, 

you don´t care; 

because in your world, 

people fly, 

dogs fart the alph... Read More

-The Boy that cried Rape-by ~Inuderf83

Dear, Daddy 



I try, oh too hard to forget you 

To forget the many nights you slipped into bed with me 

The many nights you woke me 

The many nights you whispered in my ears "I love you, that´s why I do this" 

The many nights mom would wake and find you gone 

The many nights I cried because all I can think is why mom would let you do this to me? 

The nights, I... Read More

Immortalsby ~Inuderf83

Sitting in a shopping cart at the peak 
of a hill, little Mathew asked "big 
brother, will this hurt?" his innocence 
bled out of his eyes, big brown is 
what I called him because of his eyes, 
they cuddle so comfortably above his 
cheeks, and in the center a little 
button nose. 

In the background you could hear the 
pelicans, smell the ocean in the air, 
hear the wave's collide at... Read More

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