November 2012
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July 2012
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icebox: Alexandria's Genesis. →
madamingkinikimkim:
The first characteristic of people with “Alexandria’s Genesis” is their eye color. When someone is born with this genetic mutation, the eyes are either blue or gray at birth. At six months, the eyes begin their transformation from the original color to purple. This process is completed by…
June 2012
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I’ve seen castles made out of sand, Met people who believe destiny is engraved on the palm of their hands, … I’ve seen people change their faith, Experienced love change into hate, I’ve seen people grow younger with age, And a bird who wouldn’t fly out of an open cage, I’ve seen sex sold for money, People who are devastated inside but outside...
Loved&Hurt.: Cried, Cried then Died. →
sinisterlife:
Shimmering on the water was the moon,
So calm yet so loud.
Her soul was also like that,
Calm but so loud.
Deaf was the world, Her cries they did not hear,
Screamed and cried and died.
This is not physical.. But mental, Mentally tormenting,
So much was the pain she carried.
She only loved…
Family.Friends.Ems.: →
medicintraining:
The Broken clock is a comfort It helps me sleep tonight Maybe it can stop tomorrow From stealing all my time And I am here still waiting Though I still have my doubts I am damaged at best Like you’ve already figured out I’m falling apart I’m barely breathing With a broken heart That’s…
Dull Hilarity: Your Portrait →
fictionaldemocracy:
Your Portrait
I wandered, how I wandered
In cold, dark places…
Not used to the winter snow,
Blinding my eyes,
Finding no shelter.
I chanced, I chanced
Upon a beautiful encounter
With one as beautiful as yourself…
I found a warm hearth in your voice –
It was honey to cure the…
The Search for the Indie Heart: A poem →
thesearchfortheindieheart:
In the essence of the persons that are of the Earth, they sit in the backrooms and sneak in the halls.
Why should I be like the rest of them?
Why do people not admire my ideas?
I sit alone in the hall of white, while they scurry around in the hall of darkness?
I am the Silent Hero.
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Wolf and the Owl
A love story by Mario Henry Black Wolf
There once was a wolf that lived in a great valley known by many animals. One night on an evening hunt, the wolf heard from a distance, mysterious but beautiful songs. He had never heard them before. He was so enchanted by these strange yet wonderful songs that he went to investigate where they were coming from. By half an evenings time he came upon a...
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