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We stood before the mirror, my twin sister and I, Her in braids and soft red rouge, I looking quite the same.
Palm to glass and glass to palm, we stood there for a while. Then she slowly turned to me, and she began to smile.
From her apron she withdrew a dagger, long and sharp, and to her belly she did place the gleaming, jagged edge.
The dagger's tip softly kissed her warm and tender flesh. The metal blade gently bit through muscle, blood, and organ.
The two of us, we share the pain, me t
Limericks: part 1#1. There once was a leprechaun mother Who had a leprechaun brother. Their family was doomed To a museum store room And now they have naught but each other.Limericks: part 1
#2. High on top of Mt. Gidget There lives an old dragon named Fidget. When his scales get itchy His eye gets all twitchy
Which annoys his dear sister Widget.
#3. There is an old man named Marconi Whose house is made of bologna. His bedsheets are mustard His chimney is custard And his lap dog is named Macaroni.
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Crimson seeds bloom and distort across white carpet. Heavy snowflakes of deep winter flutter through the open window, dancing on still air. Gentle as dappled sunlight, they alight on deep red and melt, slowly sapping it of its heat. &nb
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The sky was a sad dark gray that morning, far too cold and dreary for late spring. A chill wind drifted over the as yet unplanted fields, dropping a gentle drizzle on the long procession of villagers as they made their way out to the lake. Among the sluggish crowd wandered two young girls. Perfectly identical, the pair sported waist-length blonde curls, today tucked up into buns under crisp white bonnets. Winter pale skin seemed to glow in the dark mid-morning light and large amber doe-eyes gazed somberly ahead. Though the girls were only six years old, they were both lovely and wise. Hand-in-hand, they fol
| 1. I'm a redhead with blue eyes and those annoying freckles that come with being redhead. 2. My personal opinion of myself is that I'm fat, ugly, mean, and down right nasty when my temper wears thin. However, I have been told that I'm actually quite pretty. (I still think the person who said that is completely blind.) 3. My zodiac is cancer, which, in a way, kind of sucks because that's what my dad died of (cancer, not crabs). Anyway, being a cancer (eww) I absolutely adore water and sometimes think I should have been born a fish. 4. Reading and writing are my portals away from reality and depression. I love seeing stories play out in my head, although I have absolutely no hand for plot (if you'd like to help on that front, please e-mail me). I also greatly wish that I could draw: The pictures that form in my head are amazing! (Again, if you'd like to help, feel free to e-mail me!) |
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We are swimming with the snakes in the bottom of the well.
this link WILL kill you: [link]
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Wall Street Journal NY wildlife expert said a woodchuck chucks about 35 cubic feet of dirt while digging a burrow. He said that if a woodchuck chucked wood he would chuck about 700 pounds
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"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation;
The old has gone, the new has come!"
2 Corinthians 5:17
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