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My type of emotions conveys
onto how i'm really feeling inside,
my thoughts mainly consist on the
back-ground of my poetry.

As my addictive persona
starts to silhouette every-
word that i've written out
the nature of my emotions
starts to unravel at every-
line,

My poesia has a piece
of imagination within it-
self, the artwork of
each line has it's own
significant meaning.

Where the beauty is
that's where the poetry
lives, it lives within my soul,
as i carry each and every-line
with care, i start to share a
piece of me inside every-
lyrical line that i compose.
posted by GearsHead13
So, this story is based on Gears Of War, if you know anything about it, this story will make sense. If not, you can just guess or look it up. Your choice.


God's lost Child
 Chapter 1:   Wasteland

"Adam? You should have a look at this..... It's bizarre." Said a feeble scientist wearily as he pushed his round glasses back up the precipice of his rigid nose as his eyes flitted from the clipboard in his hand to the experiment before him.  A pencil was clad to his hand as he scribbled away ferociously at the clipboard. 
"This had better be good, not like what you thought was amazing the last time."...
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posted by Hades223
CHAPTER 1

Vector LeVay sat in the back of his limo with an annoyed expression on his face. His arch enemy, Antonio Esposito had returned back from France after three hundred years. Vector knew he know doubt wanted revenge. After all he had been the one who had imprisoned him in France. He had done so, so that he could reap havoc on Italy.
That wasn't the main reason LeVay was irked. News had reached him that Esposito had an apprentice. Vector had nearly lost his immortal life in the battle with Esposito. Two of him could be worse.
How am I going to fix this? he thought. Esposito will want...
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Why Screenwriters Get Stuck por Alan Watt via FilmCourage.com.
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Here's Why A Screenwriter Should enviar To Script Contests por Kelli McNeil via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by irena83
Behind the door
of your destiny
are dreams
that still shine
in the haze
of your memories.


These dreams
are so distant
and invisible,
though your eyes
still stare into them.


Everything is so foggy
like your thoughts.
You sit alone
trying to reach that
small piece of happiness,
trying to find
a purpose of life.


Dreams that still
live in you
are smothered by
the cruel reality.
But, they still live
inside,
feeding the memories,
reviving the soul.


Dreams,
even if they are
condemned to oblivion,
live within your heart,
in hope,
in remembrance,
shining in
the haze of
your memories.
posted by lovepop
Everyone was composição literária it down on their calenders as alerts of it popped up on the news, internet, and in big bold letters, on a newspaper! The time has come for it to be known to mankind and liked! The movie, Brenda and Luci's Night, was premiering on that weekend, the 25th of November.Everyone wanted to see it! There had been commercials of it since August, and the stars had been anxious. Speaking of the "stars" Whose names were Hillisia Jones, and Ponya Kricketiz. They were bff's since the kindergarten, and now they were in 7th grade. They auditioned for the movie without the other knowing! They were astounded when they learned they were auditioning for the same movie. They were mad, but when Ponya got the letter she was Brenda, and Hillisia was Luci, they were overjoyed, and began screaming with cheers! Now they were in New York being filmed for the movie... wait for more!
posted by SongBirdTeam
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Vega. A small world on the outskirts of the Holista system. It was início to few, and did not get many interstellar visitors.
But, on this insignificant planet, in the town of Temi, things were about to get hectic.


Temi was início to about nine hundred Temins. It was a quiet town where nothing exiting happened, at least, not in public.
    The dia was windy, and dry, as the few children that lived in the town made their way to school.
All The children wore scarves and bandanas over their mouths and goggles over their eyes, to keep the wind swept dirt out of their lungs and eyes....
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The #1 Reason Why You Won’t Finish A Screenplay por Scott Myers via FilmCourage.com.
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Improving Dialogue In A Screenplay With The 3 Wells por Matthew Kalil via FilmCourage.com.
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Are Writers Still King In Television? por Bruce Ferber via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by Twilightluv3r
Chapter 1 (Janae's POV)
How do you tell your bestfriend that you amor them?Boy, don't I have a story for you and you'll never believe. My name is Janae Carter, I have an older brother name James and no parent. They were killed in a car crash por a drunk driver, but I don't want to get into that now.
When I met him I was seven years old, he was eight. At the time my brother was 18.
I was in the backyard playing in the show in, Grand Rapids, Michigan just to let you know.While I was playing, building a snow castle, I notice a boy kicking a ball against the árvore that splits between mine and his yard,...
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posted by FIALMOIVLEY
The sound of the breaking glass stopped me from taking another step. I starred into the darkness ahead of me, this wasn’t where I wanted to be. I wanted to be with my mother. Mother. Why did I have to think of my mother? I tried not to think of the day…
But the memories of the dread filled night filled her head. I remember it as if it was yesterday.

There was banging on the front door. A manly voice yelling to let him in.
“KIDS! Go hide! Eric, take care of your sister, Clare! Hide and don’t come out!” my mother yelled to us.
“But where are you going to go?” Eric asked my mom.
“Don’t...
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