where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Stars in your eyes,
while the whole world dies,
you’ve got a movement,
that’s heaven sent,
a polished pole,
a Russian doll,
lighting striking twice,
as we roll the dice,
heavens moving,
hell is spewing,
and you’re dancing,
while the apocalypse is advancing,
the stars are crying,
while the whole world is dying,
freedom ain’t what I remember…
To live in pretend fame or die in fiery flame
K Is Silent k Is SiLeNt K iS siLENT kIsSiLeNt
If you like poetry, short stories, political rantings and/or articles then you have come to the right place.
Poems, Short stories, and more.
Write everyday for 365 days. Fact, fiction and everything in between.
Fan Fiction and Fan Art
so much to say and such little time
A domain for independent writing
Writing in the shadows
By Kel Dayheart
words of a wayward clown
A place for storytelling, poetry, and other wordy things. Come have a read!
The world where the arcane pervades all but rules few
Read on, it's good for the brain.
the genre of true crime is asking for a reinvention. just look at how it's dressed.
Short Stories - Mostly dark ones!
Writing and Stuff by Chris Hall - Storyteller and Accidental Blogger
I'm Technically a Writer
beautiful thinking
Truths of mine, in which I hope you find yourselves
To not let what’s going on in the outside world, that, is the true sort of freedom…
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Freedom is the ability to be free to know the choice you make is for a better, grander purpose, than it is to care more for the normality of what was. To hold on, is to fall down.
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