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This Creative Outlet 粉丝艺术 contains 肖像, 爆头, 特写镜头, 特写, and 爆头特写.

This is a poem I wrote today, 7 May 2008. Feedback/analysis is welcome.

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My eyes have been thirsting for you
These long lonely years
My ears have strained to hear your voice
The boy's enthusiasm for his lover
Has not sagged but rather swelled
With deprivation

Memory paints you
Perfect in wit, charm
Desire

Today I saw 你 briefly, from afar
I had to avert my eyes
Lest I be consumed
My ears heard your distant laughter
Through all the other noise
In that crowded place

I know that memory lies
But still I shivered
With longing and remorse

Today I also heard of the other man
Now in your life
Somewhere...
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So one may 或者 may not recall that a few months ago, I 发布 link that I wrote in my high school years and my freshman 年 of college. The purpose of this was to compare it to the work I was required to do in my 诗歌 class (a pre-req for the creative 写作 track of the English major). Since I recently discovered that I was accepted to the track (yay for me!), I decided it was time to post the results of that 诗歌 class to compare to my other poems.

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sapling

fingers curl like dead leaves and grip a
fleshy branch which tickles

lines of stories etched in arching
looping whorls rub against...
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posted by Edward901
Rulers of Darkness

Hunting. The best word in a vampire's vocabulary.
    “Ready?” Abby asked me expectantly.
    “Ready.”
    Our eyes dilated and all of our senses were down. I crouched low,listening, the world no longer had any secrets. Wind rustled leaves, a storm was coming in a couple of days. A deer grazed peacefully, not what I wanted. Abby attacked a grizzly. Nope. Finally, I heard it. A pack of gray wolves.
    Wolves were my 最喜爱的 drink. They always hunted in a pack, a canine family. Something that...
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posted by Edward901
this is part of my book that i wrote... tell me how it is...

Rulers of Darkness

I sat there, watching, waiting, listening for the sound of Abigail calling me. She didn't, she just stood outside my door letting me cool off.
I smiled, I'd wait for her to decide to talk to me, patience was one of my best abilities. Of course, I had to learn patience while others were 秒 nature, but time had perfected it.
Abby waited, but her toes tapped impatiently on the other side of the door. I heard her sigh and knew I had won.
An involuntary victory smile formed on my face as the door knob turned....
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posted by Cinders
Preface: I wrote this in tenth grade, when I was sixteen. So it was about four years ago... Comparing it to link which was written four weeks ago, it's interesting to see the changes in those four years. I would 爱情 to discuss that. I've updated it for Fanpop, editing and tweaking it from the original which can be found link.



It was probably nothing different to little Ellen, munching ever so innocently on a good-tasting set of keys in the corner, surrounded 由 blocks and the spilt contents of her poor mother’s purse. Mrs. Shaw had neglected to put the 钱包 out of her dear child’s...
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Hello,

My name is 摩根 Brooke Smith, I'm a fiction writer, well I like to think of myself as that. I 爱情 to write, but not real things, fiction things, they can have some sort of realistic fortune behind them, but they arn't real. I'm a freshman in college. I have 2 brothers and 1 sister. So there's my background check. But here is what my stories are about.

There is 4 seasons, 4 elements, and plenty of other things that come in 4's. One of those are, The Flirty Four. They've been 老友记 since they we're born, 或者 at least that is their first memory.
Summer- She's about 5', blonde hair blue...
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posted by ggseason8
I'm tired of being your booty call, the one 你 call when no one cares. I'm tired of feeling the way I feel, so I'm going to take my self out of the game and watch from the sidelines, cause whats the point in playing the game if your gonna loose like I do. I'll always be here to cheer 你 on, I'll even shed tear just because your gone. Inside I'm hurting and I know 你 are too, I'm sorry it had to end this way, but maybe in another life we could play the same game and win everytime, but for now all I'm going to say is bye, I'll see 你 下一个 time.


HELP!! I don't know what to classify this as, a song 或者 a poem!!
posted by niceapril
Two months had passed and already, I was starting to see the other side of Bradley. He had proposed to me on my 26th birthday in a posh restaurant in Swindon. After talking to him on a dating site and meeting him at the 伦敦 Eye, I fell in 爱情 with him instantly. We loved the same things. Emmerdale, Chris Brown and garlic bread. All that was going through my head was "This is fate!"
And things went well for a while after the wedding and the honeymoon, but then he stopped being himself 或者 he was starting to be himself.
"ANDREA! Get in here, now!" I heard Bradley shout of me. I scurried into...
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posted by Edward901
Kyra awoke to a loud bang at the door. She grabbed a hair tie right beside her bed. While she struggled to put her thick knotted hair into a bun there was another knock.
“ I’m coming!”
When she opened the door, her best friend Marie stood glaring at Phoenix, a new addition to her wide-and to some unbearable-group of friends. Phoenix stood with her hand in a fist towards Marie ready to 摇摆, 秋千 at any time.
    “One 问题 Kyra, why is she here!” Marie asked pointing to Phoenix.
    “I should ask 你 the same thing twinkle toes!” Phoenix retorted....
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posted by Edward901
The huntress ran hurriedly into the shadows under the moonlight in the country Andrexa, fearful the king might have seen her with the prince again. After all, he was engaged to another woman. 迷失 in her thoughts, she didn’t hear someone behind her.
    “Kyra.”
    Kyra turned around stealthily, her long, black hair never leaving her shoulders. As she turned, she grabbed her bow from her shoulder and an 《绿箭侠》 from her quiver in an easy, practiced motion.
Once her 《绿箭侠》 was fitted to her bow, Kyra spun around so fast that her hair slapped her face...
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posted by WritersMelody
She signed the note and placed it on her pillow. Everything was in order at last. Her room was cleaner than it had been in years. She had subtly 说 her good-byes and she had written the obligatory note explaining her actions. The girl smiled sadly as she glanced around the room, her eyes coming to rest on the teddy 熊 that had slept 由 her side when she was younger.

Memories of happier days flooded her mind. Tears filled her eyes as scenes starring a radiant, untainted, younger version of herself played in her head. All that was gone now. The little girl her parents had been so proud of,...
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posted by Edward901
There she stood with her fallen husband's sword in her hand. Her eyes blazed as she swung at the men, her 心 only in the fight. She watched it, the death of her husband, she heard the the man that took his last breath away from him shout proudly, “Men! The general is dead!”
Ha! He'd be dead before too long. He'd feel the pain of the general's children, he's see the anger of General Martin's widow! No longer would that man walk with pride, no longer would he laugh with his friends. He'd be as still as Martin, forever in an unpeaceful sleep that he made for himself 由 the shed blood of...
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posted by Cinders
Maybe It's Me

time is time is time is
it me?
i met
an item
far off in space
but it was not alien
not to me

mite i--
i mean, might i
maybe ask a question?
mite i--
i mean, might i
maybe it's me

is
it me?

i once met a baby minute
who grew into an hour
and before i knew it
it was a century

mite i--
i mean, might i
maybe ask a question?

ever stop and wonder
whether time created us
or we created time?

A Pirate's Life For Me

So I got good grades
And I went to college
Thought of finding a nice guy
And settling down
And getting a job to pay the bills
So I conformed

But what I really want
Is to win the lottery
And 移动 to Florida where...
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posted by Edward901
here's another thing that i'm writing. it's not much and i might just keep it, but 你 never know where imagination takes you.


The Start Has Ended, The End Has Only Started
    I'm not too sure how it felt. One 分钟 I was in pain, and the 下一个 I was floating. The 心 monitor stopped except for the beep that told them my 心 had stopped. Nurses ran into my room, my mom started crying on Dad's shoulder. One nurse tried to comfort my parents, for the last three days I'd had many close calls.
     None of it really mattered to me, I was free! Free from...
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I am sorry if this comes off as rude, arrogant, 或者 snobbish in anyway, but I feel it needs to be said, and as a writer, as a linguaphile, I feel it is my duty to say it.

I have compiled a 列表 of things that I am tired of seeing in writers of any kind, but particularly young writers. It is not aimed 或者 directed at any one person, so no one should be offended. It is also not aimed at solely the 潮流粉丝俱乐部 community, but all those on the Interwebs who take up the pen (or in this 日 and age, the keyboard). It is a sweeping generalization, but if 你 feel 你 are guilty of one 或者 all of the following...
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posted by fanpire101
i have always been good at writing, its my natural strength and my teachers had praised me for it, but one type of 写作 i had never thought much about was poetry, it was "boring" then alittle over a 年 以前 my local 图书馆 had a 诗歌 contest for teens and i decided to enter....didn't win, but that first sparked my 爱情 of 写作 poetry. i cannot just sit down at a 随意 moment and start writing, if i do wat i produce is boring and dry, i can only write when i currently have a strong emotion about something, for example i often write after i have listened to music, watched movies, or...
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posted by mmmtasty
I found this in some old files on my computer. I think I wrote it about two 或者 three years ago. Hell I'm bored so I thought I'd just post it and see what anyone thinks...

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Back home, big burly men that look like lumberjacks are not allowed inside my fathers house, hell they aren’t allowed near me. But as I sat there in the beat up, rusty pickup truck- which I think might have been a shade of blue at one point-I couldn’t help liking the overly large man who was giving Wicca and I a ride. He’d been the only person at a small 餐车, 晚餐, 小餐馆 that had had a trailer with him. And, even though...
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