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The gravity pulled me down to the ground,
but once the gravity pushed me forward I saw the star closer.
The gravity pulled me once again.
The current of air was directed me to where gravity flows.
mood stories

The gravity pulled me down to the ground, but once the gravity pushed me forward I saw the star clos...

Swing

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I slept in the noise,
I woke up in the silence.
I slept in the cold,
I awoke in the warmth.
I slept in the light,
I awoke in the darkness.
I slept in reality,
I lived in the dream. romance stories

I slept in the noise, I woke up in the silence. I slept in the cold, I awoke in the warmth. I slept ...

Sleep

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The old man stopped oaring once the wind blew.
The boat slowly pushed by the wind and the old man opened the white jar on the sloshing boat.
White ashes fluttered in the shape of fingers.
Man's chimney like lip emitted stenchful smoke.
lo ve stories

The old man stopped oaring once the wind blew. The boat slowly pushed by the wind and the old man o...

Oar

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The needle pierced through the vein with the pleasure.
The man was released from the pain.
His withered limbs sprawled around the garbages.
The chest billowed,
His pupils exploded and erased the color of his iris.
The ashes from his vein filled his pup... romance stories

The needle pierced through the vein with the pleasure. The man was released from the pain. His withe...

Needle

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Cause of the bright side of it,
I couldn't see its shadow behind it.
It was bright until the metal thread burnt out.
I stopped my steps in the dark.
I was not brave enough. mood stories

Cause of the bright side of it, I couldn't see its shadow behind it. It was bright until the metal t...

Light

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thedreamme Community member

What do I want to be? myself stories

What do I want to be?

Short thought-provoking story on one of life's biggest troubles growing up in a modern society.

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The rain of winter was prickle than the summer rain.
The rain of winter was sparkling than the summer rain.
The color of rain in the winter was more vivid than the summer rain.
Unlike how we used to wet our body in the summer rain,
The winter rain was ... lo ve stories

The rain of winter was prickle than the summer rain. The rain of winter was sparkling than the summe...

winter rain

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The golden hazle hair was as vivid as pistil of lily,
The purity through her skin odor was immutable.
Her soul was immortal pine tree in my heart.
I could never place my feculent hands on the stem of it.
mood stories

The golden hazle hair was as vivid as pistil of lily, The purity through her skin odor was immutable...

Lily

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carmenrclarke A poet at heart with poetry in my heart

A Pen's Master poetry stories

A Pen's Master

You can see into my mind.

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The land was childishly colorful.
The sunlight through crystalized ceiling spread the true color of sunshine.
Two people met across each other,
The sound of iron xylophone resonated,
The plastic horses raised its legs and ran lively once the saxaphone ... mary-go-round stories

The land was childishly colorful. The sunlight through crystalized ceiling spread the true color of ...

Mary-Go-Round

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The hesitating motions of arms, and fingers were approaching to me,
The irises lost its destination was shaking,
and I couldn't dare to stare them.
It was awkward. thought provoking stories

The hesitating motions of arms, and fingers were approaching to me, The irises lost its destination ...

Awkwardness

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$Every morning, before I open my eyes, I see the colors dancing in my head. My fingers, my flesh were wriggled in fractive air. The bed was empty, yet the heart was heavy, my lungs were filled with the scent of unknown breeze. She was here. romance stories$

Every morning, before I open my eyes, I see the colors dancing in my head. My fingers, my flesh were...

Waking up

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Every breath abbreviated the meaning of emotion,
the finger tips placed tranquily on my lips locked my heart,
My expand lung was filled with curruptive regrets.
The stench from deep inside of currupted lung made me bit my lips,
The explosive breath exp... short story stories

Every breath abbreviated the meaning of emotion, the finger tips placed tranquily on my lips locked ...

Sigh

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The bed was the jail for the soul,
The circular pupils are staring at the square screen,
We stared windows on the bed,
We were yearning for the happiness through the window,
But we learnt jealousy through the laziness. bed stories

The bed was the jail for the soul, The circular pupils are staring at the square screen, We stared w...

Bed

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The rain dropped on the icy snow, and snow melted easily by the cold rain.
The weather changed,
the temperature changed,
and yet the direction of the sky I see havent changed.
I was yearning through the clouds,
yearning through the sky. mood stories

The rain dropped on the icy snow, and snow melted easily by the cold rain. The weather changed, the ...

Sky

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The sound of rains reminded me of the tap dance the other night.
I danced in the rain.
She laughed at my silly steps, and
she showed off her dance in the rain.
When our legs tangled up,
we fell on the puddle.
rain stories

The sound of rains reminded me of the tap dance the other night. I danced in the rain. She laughed a...

rainy day

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Dandelion lives in my head,
The strongly rooted flower once erased,
but it blooms again.
It was the color of melancholy,
thanksfully, it was the inspiration flower stories

Dandelion lives in my head, The strongly rooted flower once erased, but it blooms again. It was the ...

dandelion

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The thread cut away once it tightly pulled.
The sound of disconnection made two people looked back.
They slowly approached to each other,
And they tied the thread.
There were nods of the thread,
The nods made the thread strongee.
romance stories

The thread cut away once it tightly pulled. The sound of disconnection made two people looked back. ...

thread

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The undying flowers had its immortal beauty.
In the artificial flower garden,
the man wait by sitting by the tea table.
The scent of earl grey tea exuded its scent strongly as the tea cools down.
The door never knocked.
The man drank the cold tea. lo ve stories

The undying flowers had its immortal beauty. In the artificial flower garden, the man wait by sittin...

Tea

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opaqueclarity KitKats are a state of mind

THOUGHTS OF A NEWLY FLEDGED ADULT AT 3AM (or the things I think about at 3am)

Just some depressing indignation

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