

NaruHina: Love, lost and found!in Prose
The sun set over the hills as Naruto ended his training. His clothes were filthy and torn. He had been working on his taijutsu all day and he was exhausted. He took a deep breath to relax before he walked over to the nearby river, kneeled down and splashed tsome of the cool water over his face. He paused for a moment to think. He had been distracted all day; something had upset him.
A few days ago he had been walking through Konoha on his way to ask Sakura out on a date, he had saved up all of his money, and was really going to show her a great time. He had been planning this moment fo


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1.
My father used to tell me too much of you is exposed.
2.
A fog gathers on the island. Everyone sees it. I watch from the wide lips
of the window. Believe what you
3.
want to. Jesus, I was never touched
in a bad place, the place I called the slow siesta as a child.
4.
I make believe I am my mother's pantyhose
and I run. Suicide is self expression, saying
this blood is forsythia. This blood coul


I wish you were here, I really do.in Poetry
I wish I was in your arms.
They protect me.
Theyre perfect.
I wish you were here,
I really do.
I wish I could kiss you, Sweetly;
Just press my mouth against yours.
I wish you were here,
I really do.
I wish I could run up to you
And hug you,
Throw my arms around you with glee.
I wish you were here,
I really do.
I wish I could let myself sink
Into the nook in your neck That seems to be made for me to curl up in.
I wish you were here,
I


I. Death has been standing outside my house all night.in Prose
Last night I wiped my eyes against the cool glass and I watched him out the leaves of my window; watched while he circled the perimeter, his hands dancing near my rosebushes, giving light touches to the leaves and breaking them off along the neon vein lines. I touch the patches on my face and I try to make out the lines on his body: hooknose frame, dark lidded eyes, nailed mouth. The ceiling of nighttime rushed over him like a blanket and a smile, and I fell asleep with the crook of my head against the si


As I witness the glorious sunrise, My hopes begin to reach new heights.in Poetry
As the wind blows discreetly across my face, Im touched with the beauty of nature in this life.
When the sky gets gloomy and darkens by the minute, My mind wanders across boundaries it wishes to stay away from.
When the raindrops begin to splatter everywhere, My thoughts are calm yet filled with a touch of sadness.
While the rain pours heavily onto this earth, My feelings of despair begin to come to surface.
When the rain stops and the stillness surrounds me, I


Laid out beneath soft summer skies, Caramel skin glistens like silk; The sun dances in those amber eyes.in Poetry
Quiet breath and muted sighs, Fingers pressing against pursed lips, Laid out beneath soft summer skies.
I feel them all; the lows, the highs, The touch of oily, scented skin, and The sun dances in those amber eyes.
Her collarbone, her ribs, her thighs, All feel as fragile as love, Laid out beneath soft summer skies.
When the light finally dies, I lean towards her as the last of The sun dances in those amber eyes.
Bef


I am writing you this On a napkin In a coffee shop In a bookstore With the sweetest smell embracing me The smell Of new books And Myin Poetry
Peppermint Mocha. And its a novel I write A dramatic monologue of you and me And in between the lines Is a dash Of
Poetry And I swear to you This will cut you to the core Because thats what poems do They bleed You
Dry. Sitting here at my table Caught between the reality and The dream That we used to find Sitting on our porch A


I remember the way I once gazed into your eyes Every fleck of gold the sun painted in them, I once memorized I remember exactly how they sparkled in the moonlight Like the fireflies, when we held each other through the nightin Poetry
And your heartbeat, and every delicate curve Which I had once so perfectly learned And each breath my own breathing spurred And your precious voice my soul once heard
You were my universe's Sun My friend, my dear beloved one We promised it would always be that way But it's been so long since that sweet day
I remember how you held


I look in the mirror, Surprised it has not cracked. The amount of times I have stared, Everything it has hacked.in Poetry
The few people I have close to me, They say I am beautiful. But, they can never know, Their eyes, covered by wool.
The worst of it is at school, My only friend is just as bad, My distorted appearance, It is not just a fad.
They have dominance over me, I have no will power left, Nobody notices anyway, That my life has been a theft.


STORY TITLE: Attend the Tale of Sweeney Todd: Rebirthin Prose
AUTHOR: Me, meself, and I.
CHAPTER RATING: PG-13 ( Mild violence, mild language, a weeping Sweeney. D: )
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sweeney Todd. Though I wish every night that I did, it shall never be so.
CHAPTER SUMMERY: Todd has finally reached the shores of England and is returning home. Though expecting the sight of his beautiful wife, he gets something else he rather would not have to face.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Please, I ask you to NOT fav and run on this story. I'd like just as much reviews as favorites. :)
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Awaken to find yourself In a place you belong again Loneliness cannot existin Poetry
In a place so beautiful
Now tell yourself The simple words The simple things we need to know Just please don't go
(Chorus) Couldn't you tell
That we are just
a little unbroken now? And whisper the words To wake yourself
From the vows That we never took Just take a look At yourself You're a little unbroken now
Now tempted to fate We must resist the words we say We're running the race The finish line is the light of


slicing her eyes piercing her skin, I know what I do is a moral sinin Poetry
cutting through the veins painting shades of red, sleeping with my eyes open
time tick-tocketing away nothing is saved for another day, I think it's Sunday
throwing the toy away soon to grab another, I must go to church now with mother
butchering another's mind into destroying it's being, makes them lose faith...even in praying
taking control then breaking the strings, these are just a few of my favourite things!..


You were always my shoulder to lean on My lap to cry on The one who always took my side The one who always had my back Who supported me, Whether I was right, Or wrongin Poetry
You were always the person I could call My 24 hour go to girl The one I could rely on The one I could depend on Who loved me, Whether I was upset, Or happy
You were always my best friend My rock The one I could turn to The one I could whine to Who knew me better than I knew myself Who loved me more than anyone And who was willing to take on the wo


dramaelfie's Avatar: The Last Airbender Party Plannerin Prose
312- All Nations Day Are you an Air Nomad, or a Fire Nation citizen? How about a member of the Water Tribe or the Earth Kingdom? Whoever you are, come dressed in your favorite nations colors (Water: blue and purple; Earth: green and brown; Fire: red and gold; Air: orange and yellow) and wear your symbols with pride! (And, yes, Air Nomads can tattoo arrows on themselves) What to bring: Any cookie decorations havi


Because you do not love us as we want to love ourselves.in Poetry
Because of the scarlet letters you embroider on our chests as we're sleeping on yours.
Because you pull the pigtails from puberty and squeeze mothers and prostitutes
from the girls we really are.
Because you deny us of a sleep
deep enough to remember ourselves in.
Because each love song only
serves to keep time to your lies.
Because Disney fooled us: we awoke, sweet-sixteen, embittered with no kiss, no carriage, no prince.
Because the heroines of our you


"Selfless Sacrificein Prose
The sun was now fully out as it was around noon as the shinobi moved quickly as the light peak through the canopy of trees. Camp had been cleaned up by the shinobi as they made their way onward to the village, leaping through the trees again, slower this time so that the girls wouldnt be exhausted again when they arrived. The only that comforted them in this situation was that they knew that Naruto and Lee were the only ones of their generation that had this stamina.
At least the trees are blocking the sunlight, that would only make this harder to do. Sakura thought to hers


The moon peeks out from behind the clouds tonight It hides itself from everyone Afraid to come into full sight It knows it will never measure up to the sun For it only has such dim light So the moon continues its cycle only when the days are done.in Poetry


04/07/08 Like in a dream, I've swam in ocean of diamonds. Stolen, Broken hearts in a world of strangers. I've painted the tallest of mountains, Mended hearts with heart scratched words. But I've never thought of stop sailing the world, Until last night, When I realized that I've unconsciously placed my heart in your hands, Beating rhythm an ocean away.in Poetry


leonidus: This is!......Where are we?in Prose
soilder: Sparta, sir.
Leonudis: SPARTA!
Leewin: We dont want pizza! *slams door*
leonidus: Meh, come on boys. Lets go to little ceasars.
Dentaris: Can i come?
Leonidus: YESS!!....but ask your parents.
Dentaris: *asks leewin*
Leewin: Don't give her any weapons...
Dentaris: >... can i have spear?
Leonidus: Just becuase i look like a body builder doesnt mean i have the brains of one. *gives her a bouncy ball*
Dentaris: You will suffer >8(
Leonidus: oh ho


The coldest wind ever felt Blows cold and angry and hard Through bleak silent trees,in Poetry
Carrying dead gray ashes On its frozen fingers.
The dark night envelopes the world, Wrapping deadly, endless silence Around harsh unforgiving fires Burning under extinct cities, Forgotten in the light of dusk.
Ghosts haunt echoing streets Flitting through endless shadows, Waiting for the dawn to break. The Damned scream voicelessly, Begging for the broken calm.
And through this Hellish night, A cry shatters the terrifying quiet. The biti