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the same old me, the same visitor that crossed your heart one sunny morning. thou, years passed and i’m back visiting your heart. I thought you’ve forgot me, but i see that visitors never forget their own visitors.
» Posted By ella On 01.28.2013 @ 1:22 pm
Gabe loved the sounds of nature, people always asked if the silence ever got too bad and Gabe laughed, for those who listen, outside is never silent
» Posted By Ella On 01.18.2013 @ 7:49 pm
despite spending so much time alone, Gabe could and would talk the leg off a table. What ever of her friends were out and galavanting around with her often had to endure a endless streem of chatter.
» Posted By Ella On 01.14.2013 @ 8:14 pm
Gabe had gotten lost one too many times in the years she’d been wandering the wilderness and she just couldn’t resist the shiny compass h sitting in the window of a nearby shop.
» Posted By Ella On 01.12.2013 @ 9:39 pm
The sun began to rise over the hills creating pink and orange cracks in quickly brightening sky. I watched from my bedroom mesmerized by its beauty, and transfixed by how certain this act was.
» Posted By ella On 11.29.2012 @ 7:23 pm
On the other side of the river i see a house with square windows and i wonder who live inside. No-one ever goes in or out and i think it might be haunted. I look at it every time i wall past, the square windows always boarded up and the door always closed.
» Posted By Ella On 11.23.2012 @ 12:17 pm
Employees of the bee kingdom. Slaving on and on, sucking the blood of flowers.
the vampires of nature
honey, she cried
» Posted By ella On 11.15.2012 @ 2:54 pm
I measured painstakingly the colors of your mind. He sat, pondered, thinking, calculating my love, our love. She wondered. Took the ruler, and hid it in the back of the classroom.
» Posted By ella On 11.14.2012 @ 1:39 pm
However they always called themselves the “themselves” it was their special name and no one dared tell them otherwise, because that was who they are and always had been. The Themselves wrote fear into all that spoke the name and gave fear to any that heard the name for the first time.
» Posted By Ella On 11.08.2012 @ 5:51 pm
They played by themselves because no-one else would. But they were happy alone. Opposite sides of the world with not so opposite streams of thought.
» Posted By Ella On 11.08.2012 @ 2:41 pm
Scream till your lungs go dead
You still have to take this step
We’re just actors in this filthy game
We run their plays to polish their name
» Posted By ella On 02.10.2013 @ 1:14 pm
I can’t believe how interesting it is to learn about ancient civilizations. I thought it would be boring, but no! I learned about the cave painting and the first humans. Wow, it seems we modern people really take language and arts for granted.
» Posted By Ella On 02.09.2013 @ 2:53 pm
bury is something that i do not know what to write about I mean it is kind of impossible to think right now when i am only thinking about food. I really do not know what i am writing so just whatever. I do not even know what is going to
» Posted By ella On 10.15.2012 @ 2:33 pm
grass. water. spring. flowers. sun. wind. pool. sea. fruit. vegetables. shampoo.
» Posted By Ella On 10.10.2012 @ 5:16 pm
There were 100 men lined up across the valley. They surveyed the scene: full of corpses, they descended the cliff, ready for death. They found their redemption instead. But it was never what they thought– sometimes guilt is easier to bear that salvation.
» Posted By Ella On 09.28.2012 @ 3:46 pm
the misty fog elevated the adrenaline coursing through my already hot and jumpy body. i wasn’t sure where i was but i knew it wasn’t good. i started walking, unaware of the creatures behind me until i heard a faint creeping behind me. “hey”, he said.
» Posted By ella On 08.18.2012 @ 12:08 am
misty told me about freedom and she told me it was fun and her teeth have a gap in the front and her hair is black and her skin is pale and this sounds like a love poem but its not. she told me about summer and about next year and about life and that.
» Posted By ella On 08.17.2012 @ 9:47 pm
carbon sits next to oxygen at the table. “is it your first day too?” he asks. oxygen smiles shyly and, with a lisp, replies with a quiet “yes”. from that day they are best friends, until year 10 comes around and hydrogen moves to the school and from that day on oxygen, who doesn’t have a lisp anymore, won’t even talk to carbon.
» Posted By ella On 08.27.2012 @ 5:51 am
half my life is dead and the floor falls up to my face with a SMACK! half my arm is numb and my face is tired. sleep sleep sleep. tick tick tick. i ate half a grapefruit and gave the rest to the dog who doesn’t like citrus so it went in the compost and rotted away, the flies and worms gnawing at its hardened flesh
» Posted By ella On 08.23.2012 @ 3:22 am
i’m in the zone and the zone is in me i breathe and i lift all the fairies out of my sight. the rivers flow smoothly down my legs and i moan gods name but fuck fuck fuck i don’t believe in god. yell like a cat making love to the moon that doesn’t make sense but neither do you, do you? shakespeare and crumpled up bits of paper that i wrote poems on the other day
» Posted By ella On 08.16.2012 @ 12:59 am
i want the air that fills my lungs and then i spit it out again. i want your tongue and your hair and your long legs and your smile and i want to eat dust off the sky and some days i want to scream but my lips burn with desire for words to tell you what i want
» Posted By ella On 08.15.2012 @ 4:00 am
There is something lovely in the wind and the rain and the way it makes her heart ache in that special place he used to live. She crawls up the sodden banks and her dress is torn with love and crayfish. Please don’t harm us, they cry as they stare at the sky. Because there are clouds. Oh, there are so many clouds.
» Posted By Ella On 08.14.2012 @ 6:50 am
fuck the people who steal your soul and take your put money and you take it back like a moon in the night who steals away the stars behind the clouds. banks have nothing to do with this but they steal and we steal and the world is a fucking thief and money is expensive but not worth a cent
» Posted By ella On 08.14.2012 @ 5:38 am
My heart was punctured. While the world continued to spin around me I could do nothing but stare. He stood there smiling at me like nothing was wrong. Who did he think he was. With her of all people!
» Posted By Ella On 08.07.2012 @ 7:37 am
I was playing with fynn and yossi one day. Rodeo was there too. Bored of playing with legos I suggested that fynn show us his archery. We shots a few arrows. Pretty good for an 8 year old. He shot a hole in the pool
» Posted By Ella On 08.07.2012 @ 7:35 am
i like camerA’S THEY HELP take photos and make for good ornaments. you can get degrees in photography and design and most you girls think having a camera makes you a photographer. you can also own a video camera to create vlogs on yutube
» Posted By ella On 08.02.2012 @ 1:16 pm
Harrison picked up another cupcake and handed it to her gently. She smiled and took a bite. “Wow” she said between bites. His face lit up, he had made her smile. She hasn’t smiled in years and he was just as tempted to kiss her and she was to him. But he couldn’t, neither were ready.
» Posted By Ella On 07.22.2012 @ 1:15 pm
to love someone as real as you is amazing i love you and please find a way to take me out of here i need a saviour. you are my hero. please find a way to find me i am stuck here no where to be seen or am paranoid. am i okay i wont know.
» Posted By ella On 07.12.2012 @ 6:18 pm
movement, the drift of tree branches in the wind, the spin of a frisbee , the overwhelming feeling of freedom you feel when you sprint down a steep hill. the soft spiral of a butterfly in the breeze
» Posted By ella On 07.01.2012 @ 4:36 pm
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the girl moves across the room spinning. her dancing moved people to0 the point they forgot their own worries and their own stories and just flowed with her motion and music
» Posted By Ella On 07.01.2012 @ 4:02 pm