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God CriesI reached out to you
With love no other could surpass
But you turned away, rejected me
Leaving me heartbroken
In an ever-widening pool of tears
I need your love,
And you need mine,
But you fail, no, refuse to see it
And you reject me again and again
Please, I plead of you,
Let me into your heart
I stand at its door ever knocking,
Waiting for you to let me in
I love you more than anything
And I couldn't bear to see you go,
Ever separated from me, for eternity
So please, allow me in, and I'll take you home
To where you should be
Your father's lies attempt to cloud your mind
Take my hand; I'll pull you through them
Adopt yo
InfatuationWhen I'm around you
All I can feel is bliss
Your beautiful smile, your cheerful voice
Fill me with a rapture so sweet
No word is fit to describe
These feelings that your bring me
But is it a true love?
or merely an infatuation:
A childish mistake;
A foolish admiration, an excessive liking,
A meaningless passion,
With no true feelings behind it?
At times, it feels so real,
but could it all be a mistake?
I want to know, I need to know
If these feelings are real or not,
But I'm too afraid I'll find them farse,
Backless emotions filled with emptiness
And with them lost the rhapsody you bring to me
Losers Are the Lucky OnesLosers are the lucky ones,
When all is said and done
They don't get shot,
They don't get bought,
And no cameras watch their homes

Winners are the unlucky ones,
When all is done and through
They become well known,
And then their home,
Is on the evening news

So if you fail again my son,
Stand up and don't despiar
You'll have privacy
And your life will be
Much easier than theirs

Because us losers are the lucky ones,
We can go anywhere
And not get shot,
Or get bought
But we might still lose our hair
lost between Savior, Father...Full title: lost between Savior, Father and Friend

unsure of how to adress,
the Creator of it all
the One who breathes the breathe of life
the Everlasting King
He knows the number of the hairs on the head
or every child and adult
and He knows whene'er a sparrow falls
yet He is my Father
one i can always depend on to be there when i'm in need
He'll take me up with His arms of love
and place me in His lap to comfort me
He's always wants to talk to me and spend time with me,
no matter how many times i've rejected Him in favor of feeding with the pigs
how does one adress someone who is the Supreme Ruler of all
but wants to be your
Littoral FantasiesAs I lay myself down this night to sleep
My slumber is visited by dreams of where I long to be
The ocean waves' gentle, constant lapping upon the shore
A soothing lullaby, gently rocking my troubled mind to rest
Magnificent sunsets, vibrant with color
Shared with you, my one true love
Lips locked in overwhelming passion
Transcending the most robust of evening skies
The briny aroma flooding my nostrils
As I rise each morn to the cries of the gulls above
And look out upon the brilliant ocean,
As the sunlight dances to and fro across its surface
But alas, I awake from my dream to find myself
In my inland bedroom, all alone
Wishing
It's a Conspiracy"It a conspiracy I tell you; just you wait...just you wait, and you'll see the truth."

It started out, as a harmless hobby
An message board, run by a boy and his friend
For schoolmates and friend to join and enjoy
But who would've thought it would result in this?
A brief leave, due to exhaustion and business,
After a long time of downtime
No updates, few messages,
For months at a time
But when he took that brief leave,
It started
As two joined, and updated too much
And everything went downhill
Not two months after, Russia was attacked
and it sunk beneath the waves, ne're to be seen again
The tidal wave was detrimental, wiping

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Nobody's Here

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"Is--is...someone else here?"
           
                             " . . . No."
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100 Theme Challenge 2011 - 72 - Silhouette

52 Week Six Word Story Challenge - Write a dialogue only six word story (between at least two people).

Still tweaking with the exact wording. Initially, this ended with "No" instead of "Nobody".

For the first part, I was trying to get that nervous/scared emotion in it. With the formatting in the reply, I was aiming to make the reply as creepy as possible, did I accomplish both of those?

I wish I could do this one in audio. I can hear the voices myself, and it feels like it'd be so much simpler and more effective to convey the emotions that way. Oh well.
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~Heercums-N-Oxymoron Jan 8, 2012
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^3wyl Nov 17, 2011  Hobbyist Photographer
Now, is that the person saying it to themselves or another person? :P

Because ... yeah, it's quite clever, I guess. If it was another person, then it would have been... a bogus question? Because obviously something is there, but what it is is another matter entirely, perhaps.

Cool stuff, anyway. :nod:
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~SnoringFrog Nov 17, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
In my head, it's definitely another...something (never decided if it was someone or something.

I was aiming for a creepy, dark atmosphere. A girl walking through some dark forest or old building or in a house where there might be a killer or home alone, something of that nature (probably akin to the openings of plenty of horror movies). So she hear's or thinks she sees something, and asks "Is somebody there?" and the low, almost evil-tinged reply is "No..." In a voice that's part sarcastic, part manaically and sadistically pleased, and very...pervasive (as in, almost cuts into you disgustingly when you hear it).

The next thing that happens in my head is her freaking out and running and/or being attacked.


Alternate idea: babysitter playing hide and seek with a young child.
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^3wyl Nov 21, 2011  Hobbyist Photographer
Ah, I see. :nod:

That's quite intriguing. o.O

Thriller like, then? :P

I get what you mean. I can just imagine it. :nod:

Hopefully not... but hell, intense stuff. :nod:
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Mood: Joy *segura2112 Oct 14, 2011  Student Digital Artist
So this is a kind of haunted place type of story?
With Holloween coming up it fits.
Thank You
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Not only is the universe stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine. Sir Arthur Eddington
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~SnoringFrog Oct 14, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
I suppose it could be. In my mind it wasn't so much "haunted" as it was "occupied" (think being trapped in a house alone with a criminal), but it certainly works both ways.
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