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She sat in the room, wondering how many people were secretly thinking about her. She wasn’t vain, not by a long shot; Annie, a girl of only eight, had already accrued a lifetime of scars on her body. Her face was a pinstriped collage of red lines.

» Posted By Chance On 07.08.2014 @ 7:19 pm


Severe is a beautiful word. It has a sort of dual interpretation. To the ear it doesn’t sound severe at all but it’s meaning is exactly that. It comes with that gentle elegant sort of threat that beautiful women have. It is the femme fatale of words.

» Posted By Chance On 05.15.2014 @ 11:08 am


Smack your lips and violentlyfeel the way you hurt me. My life, it’s strife and your hands guide Mt reckless heart. When can the tides that wave and gold mine together destroy this callous practice. It continues and with it Mt world shatters. The brink is at the end of a road I can’t seem to find. Endless the rough bumps of your skin clash with the porcelain tears on my cheeks and I feel relief. When will you see how your presence releases me. All love receeds and escapes in the first crimson vesicle.

» Posted By chance On 04.11.2014 @ 11:23 pm


The men were cold and tired. Their feet hurt. There was a foot of standing water in the trenches that were their current home. This war was awful. The men hoped they would be home soon. They had been stupid and foolish to come here in the first place. All they wanted to see their families and loved ones at least one more time. But they knew they were going to die here. There was no escape from this horrible fate.

» Posted By Chance On 01.02.2014 @ 2:20 pm


A plague on the society we live in
our relative we all know of, but wish to shun
never wanting to do anything about them until something happens
worse for wear, is what we are, thanks
to murder.

» Posted By chance On 02.02.2013 @ 1:18 pm


the rain was falling like a downpour of lost souls.
you could hear the screams of the damned, the cries of the fallen.
this is where the incarnation of evil must live.
My dear maria, i am sorry. this is where i belong.

» Posted By chance On 11.05.2011 @ 10:37 am


it was just by chance that i met you. and it was just by chance that you walked out of my life. maybe in with another chance i will meet you again. but the odds are it won’t happen. meanwhile, i will take a chance on life, and i will hope that you will take a chance on me.

» Posted By chance On 08.28.2011 @ 9:49 pm


poison poison poioson. We’re around a lot more of it than we think. Of course, sometimes people associate it with things like television, rap, rock, punk, and whatnot. That’s not entirely true, while some things on television are poison our greatest poison is really ourselves because at base level, we’re the only thing that poisons.

» Posted By Chance On 08.21.2011 @ 1:05 pm


how many

» Posted By chance On 08.03.2011 @ 9:31 pm


when its hot out sometimes we say its boiling but if it were boiling we’d probably burn up and die, because boiling water can urn you, and take you skin off. Once when my sister was little she burnt herself on boiling water it was on here bum, it was terrible then but hilaous now. When i think of boiling i think of that.

» Posted By Chance On 08.03.2011 @ 10:37 am


from the time i was a child i loved keychains, they say more about people than you would think. they resemble the little worlds we try to create when use our imaginations. they fill our lifes with the worlds we want to live in and the ideas we want to embody. there are few things that can say so much about person in such a tiny package. from those bare with just a few keys and simple rings to the monstrous conglamarations that some people tote around adding pounds to purses and pockets, they all make statements about who we are and what we’ve done, even what we want to do.

» Posted By chance On 02.27.2011 @ 3:59 pm


the look in her eyes wrapped around him, pulling him closer.

» Posted By chance On 05.29.2010 @ 11:52 am


“coller” the thing i need to put on my wife when she acts up.

» Posted By chance On 05.28.2010 @ 8:51 pm


the weapon of the killer brutal quick it flies through the air pearsing its targets one by one each fall blood draining from the hole left

» Posted By chance On 05.27.2010 @ 8:51 pm

a deadly long ranged weapon used to kill from a far. if the bow is used right it is the most useful weapon ever made.

» Posted By chance On 05.27.2010 @ 11:36 am


high in the sky unable to touch looking down at the rest of us like ants if i could it would be hurt for its rude thoughts but as it stands it is a pole. a pole that that maybe is better then me without even trying.

» Posted By chance On 05.27.2010 @ 8:56 am


The path we are given in life is the path we do not choose. We live by choice but truly have no choice. Pressure arises along this path to become something of greatness,… a legend of some sort… but what path is this?… Where does this come into play on my path?

» Posted By Chance On 10.23.2008 @ 11:59 pm


I started thinking I was wanting more, but in fact I was really just happy with what I had. She is an amazing woman. Yet sometimes I’m not happy. I think I sometimes only want what I can’t have. And that is not fair for her. She deserves so much better. I’ll learn to keep my wanting to a minimum.

» Posted By Chance On 08.29.2008 @ 8:39 pm


Sitting these days means meditation and calm. I don’t get the chance to experience either very much so when I do I try to appreciate it.

» Posted By Chance On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am


people wear headbands i dont know why they look sorta gay to me but still people wear them meh i guess to each his own. but really what is the point they dont go with anything they are just ugly.

» Posted By Chance On 11.09.2009 @ 6:50 pm

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