Tag: love
member name: Ylanne Sorrows
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April 24, 2008 11:07 AM EDT --
This is a response to "xxx" a poem written by Greg Sampson. Click here to read it .
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What do you see
When you look at me?
No
Wrong Question
What do I see
When . . .
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July 19, 2009 09:59 PM EDT --
In my mind I hold on to the memories I refuse to let go; in my heart I hold on to you. The executioner has readied the needle. My time is almost done.
“Do you have any last words?”
I . . .
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October 05, 2009 10:41 PM EDT --
UNHOLY RUMINATIONS
Ylanne Sorrows
26 September 2009, 28 September 2009
Lights up on a solitary figure, GOD, standing in an empty void spangled with distant stars with . . .
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June 06, 2008 10:31 PM EDT --
I wrote this poem a while ago. Cheers!
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You are a leech upon my mentality
You are a parasite feeding on my sanity
I'm holding . . .
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December 28, 2007 11:37 AM EST --
Nearly twenty-five years ago, Casie Schwartz was a ten year old fifth grader enrolled in Washington D.C.'s public school system. Casie had been popular and well-liked, one of the few popular girls . . .
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December 28, 2007 07:24 PM EST --
Dimitri Youngblood stared in shock at his victim-to-be. Kenneth Wilkinson seemed greatly at ease, and even amused at the killer's bewilderment.
"You've come to kill me, haven't you?" . . .
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January 03, 2008 09:25 PM EST --
Casie Schwartz walked down the hall to the interrogation room. Her heart was beating fast, and she willed it to stop. She shut her eyes for a moment, shutting out the harsh fluorescent light. . . .
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December 28, 2007 06:56 PM EST --
Jonas Ephraim had been a famous writer, publishing over fifty bestselling novels in various genres, some under pseudonyms, and over ten nonfiction works that were hailed as some of the greatest and most . . .
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December 28, 2007 09:08 PM EST --
Natalie Schultz was in the briefing room with Casie Schwartz, who awaited the entrance of the Director with bated breath.
"Yikes," Casie said aloud. "The Director. I can't believe . . .
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December 29, 2007 12:13 PM EST --
Natalie Schultz was already on the phone, to 911.
"Help! We're at the Wilkinson house-it just exploded. There was a mixture of methane gas and oxygen that detonated resulting in a large fireball . . .
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December 30, 2007 01:03 PM EST --
Patricia MacLeod had been a white woman of average height-about 5'4". She had had fiery red hair, a vibrant colour that emphasized the pale blue of her eyes. She had led a rather unassuming . . .
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May 14, 2008 09:09 PM EDT --
Remember the Eleventh of September
And not with Thoughts of Hatred or Vengeance
Remember the Eleventh of September
Remember how there were Three there
Suffering their Darkest Day
America, . . .
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October 09, 2007 06:47 PM EDT --
Good versus evil. Surely, everyone has heard that phrase now; it is so common as to have become nearly cliché. Nevertheless, as a people, we have always been fascinated with the concept of good and . . .
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April 09, 2008 01:08 PM EDT --
I hate no one. That is my creed, and it is my nature to love everyone in Christ. Yes, I am a Christian. You may call me an ultra-liberal conservative, or an ultra-conservative liberal. Your choice. Or . . .
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December 22, 2007 11:55 AM EST --
the promise
At eight thirty p.m., most of Washington D.C. was slowing down in business and government affairs. On this particular April day, sheets of rain slowed potential . . .
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October 07, 2007 09:36 PM EDT --
Wrote this poem in 2005
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I am your life, your greatest love
Everything you have ever done was for me
Either that or it was against me
Every breath you have taken . . .
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December 28, 2007 10:12 PM EST --
Casie Schwartz shrieked and turned to see her fiancé, Secret Service Special Agent in ChargeEugene Kaufman.
"Oh my god,"she said, gasping. "Don't ever do that again!" . . .
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December 31, 2007 09:12 PM EST --
Marianne Schwartz stared at her oldest daughter, and couldn't help remembering when Casie Schwartz was still a toddler, when Sharpay and Brittany were still on the way. Yosef Schwartz had . . .
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January 01, 2008 11:46 AM EST --
The house loomed above the two murderers, but instead of being threatening or imposing, it was as a lighthouse beacon, welcoming, a refuge. Home. Dimitri Youngblood felt his heart beating faster. . . .
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October 08, 2007 09:02 PM EDT --
I actually have a melody and instrumentation in mind for this, If I get a chance I will record it as a video and post it. Please don't plagiarize.
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Broken box of chocolates open . . .
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