The Dark Doors of Despair by Patrick Collins part 3 on Mar31 2009

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Stunted Poise by Natalie Treacy on Mar31 2009

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These dwindling minds surrounded by repression no more,
come again into the inviting window of forgiveness,
only to be shut out by the darkness and the black light,
These children grasping for the oxygen under water,
bubbles of hope and color,
moist with the scent of satisfaction,
They slip from our fingers so fast,
so fast, too fast,
as if we almost had [...]

Love is My Eyes by Maria Farinias on Mar27 2009

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yEA SAy yOU LOVE ME;; SAy yOU LOvE ME !!
BUt WHy SAy iT
WHEN yOU WERE NEVEr tHERE fOR mE

SLOwLy cRyiNg SLOWLy DyiNg

WhEN i dECiDEd tO LEAvE ALL WE dO iS mAkE UP && BREAk UP
yEA SAy yOU LOVE ME;; SAy yOU LOvE ME !!
LOv iS A wORd nO ONE kAN [...]

Powerless by Joanna Dixon on Feb25 2009

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Once I asked for things I wanted, it never happened.
Once I asked for a favor, they didn’t listen.
Each time [...]

The Dark Doors of Despair by Patick Collins Part 2 on Feb20 2009

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Whack! The pebble hit the window and plunged onto the side of the house, where it spun down the lower roof. Gathering speed, it rolled into the gutter, falling down the drainpipe until it finally reached the ground. Continuing, it tumbled down and bumped into a pair of freshly shined black leather boots.
The window [...]

The Circle by Brian Santiago on Feb20 2009

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In the blackest day
Of the darkest night
My courage never wanes
Like a shining beacon
Leading me to the fight
I am honor bound with all my might

Poem by David Galbraith 2 on Feb20 2009

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There was a resistance group,
It was in the past,
In the present it escapes us but
I will always remember,

Those who fought lost,
Freedom and hope are now words,
Meaning has been taken,
Will it arise?

Stand you here with little memory,
Of that for which you fought,
Remember that, which you lost,
It is why you are here.

And if I could show you [...]

Poem by David Galbriath 1 on Feb20 2009

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Will I ever be able to condemn again,
Will I ever be able to judge again,
Will I ever be able to laugh again,
the fight is over, I have lost.
truth is gone and all that is left is a monkey face with innocent eyes,
I am so scared,  I am so sad, if what my mind produces is [...]

The Tale of Two Observers by Brian Santiago on Feb20 2009

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Chaos and war raged upon dune seas on a world ravaged by war. The final conflict was at last at hand, countless four armed warriors clashed in the searing heat of three stars. As the desert drank there blood, and carrions soared high above, the two generals sent wave after wave of warriors to die [...]

~Prologue: The Dark Doors of Despair~ By Patrick Collins on Feb20 2009

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Part 1
The messenger stood before the large double doors. Inside, he would be facing death. One wrong move, one wrong utterance, or if the king was in a bad mood, he would be dead. He took a deep breath, and went in. Inside was a dark room, filled with shadows except for a center path [...]

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