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The Blank Page Is TauntingThe blank page is taunting.The Blank Page Is Taunting
Outside, the world is burning, Trees ablaze with light shivering On their falling leaves, sparking, Standing tall before a sinking sun.
The blank page is taunting.
The sky is every shade of blue, Fading from forget-me-not to Midnight velvet, pierced with Diamonds, and one bright ruby.
The blank page is taunting.
The wind is whispering secrets, Catching lost souls and sending Them skywards, sweeping round Corners and into the darkness.
The blank page is taunting.
I have so
by ~beyondweird
Back To The Stage"Hi, I'm Cassy? Here to speak with the head teacher?" "She won't be long, take a seat dear." "Thanks." She sat, and began to flick idly through the yearbook in front of her. Then she leant back, and something caught her eye – the door opposite her was open. Feeling like Alice, she peered in, and stumbled for the light switch. The room hummed, and a dim light flooded it. It hadn't changed a bit, she thought, and felt a smile tugging at her lips.Back To The Stage
Feeling smaller then she had ever done in her life; she stepped in the room to be greeted by three smiling faces. "Ah, our first year seven! Which of the three
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Patchworkby ~beyondweird
Untitled - An IdeaNineteen years old, and she lies comatose.Untitled - An Idea
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Eighteen years old, she tosses and turns in her bed, her face flushed and feverish, her eyes wild. Her mother sits at her feet, unaware as I sit beside her, not noticing the shoulder I offer in comfort.
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Six years old, and she skips to school, shoulder bag swinging. Then she is flat on her face, mud coating the scabs on her knees. “Get up, brat,” a girl’s voice hisses, and she does, shaking. “You’re the new kid then?” She nods, her lip trembling. “We don’t want you here, don’t forget it.” The
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