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Love graphic novels and crime fiction marvel star trek star wars films jack reacher

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Expresso1241

Expresso1241

Love graphic novels and crime fiction marvel star trek star wars films jack reacher

503
Writings
45
Followers
10
Following
Depression Potion

Expresso1241

1 min read

I was really hung over vomiting sick so I quickly try out my secret potion and drink it.


It taste tangy my head was woozy dizzy collapsed then I woke up and I was like fine, but my head was in a a frazzle frazzle . The potion made me laugh and happy trunk but sober I was able to go to work that day trunk happy but I was able to focus on my social life was incredible people were magnetise by my hu...

Humour

Warning

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1 min read

The red lights wrote help me stop let me out in the arcade


I’m trapped in another dimension in the virtual world in the VR world in this machines


There is a killer out there she’s in a computer game. He’s out to kill anybody. He’s the ghost of her arcade machine was brutally married and murdered Watch out she’s about....

Mystery

Get On

Expresso1241

1 min read

The pair cruised the river paddle started the Roaring river downstream around tossing it around.

In the distance they sort of figure and as they approached it, it was huge a big furry big bear eating salmon that they were exhausted clenching their fist trying to hold onto the boat from capzing...

Adventure

The Twin Moons of Liora

Expresso1241

1 min read

Liora sat on the mossy stone wall, her silver braid catching the light of the twin moons that hovered low in the lavender sky. Beside her, a sleek midnight cat named Nyx purred quietly, its eyes reflecting distant galaxies.


For as long as she could remember, she’d been told the moons were just moons—silent watchers, keepers of the tides. But tonight, they were whispering. Not in words, but in a d...

Fantasy

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Seeds of the Mind

Expresso1241

1 min read

Your mind is a garden, your thoughts are the seeds,

You can grow flowers, or you can grow weeds.


In morning’s first light, each choice that you make

Is water or shadow for dreams yet to wake.

A kind word will bloom into petals of grace,

While envy turns brambles to clutter the space.


Storms may blow in with their wild, bitter rain,

But roots fed with hope will push through the pain.

So tend to y...

Poetry

Blonde Bombshell

Expresso1241

1 min read

Dizzy

Stupid

Bomb shell

Funny

Sociable

Influencer

A genius physicist...

Drama

Rules

Expresso1241

1 min read

What rules life has no rules

Rules are an pollution illusion

Killing him broke no rules

Rules I don’t obey

I broke the rules for you

Mistake I don’t believe in rules or follow them

I would still Ilike you anyway...

Crime

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Blitz

Expresso1241

1 min read

Every one took shelter

In the darkness they stood silent

In there bunkers

No sound

No blast

No explosion

At least they will be safe

They will survive the nuclear maelstrom

They will on day get out and brig back human kinds salvation

The last of us...

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Why Do Roses Have Thorns? (a poem)

Expresso1241

1 min read

Why do roses wear their thorns,

On tender stems so finely born?

A bloom so soft, a scent so sweet—

Yet guarded sharp where beauty meets.


Is it to warn the hand that takes,

That love can bloom, but also break?

Or just to say, “Not all that glows

Will let you pluck it as it grows.”


Perhaps the rose has learned to feel

The ache of those who only steal—

So in its grace, it leaves a mark,

To teach th...

Poetry

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The One That Got Away

Expresso1241

1 min read

The One That Got Away (For a Day)

Not the same day, I say


The one that got away—for a day,

Slipped through time in a sideways way.

Not gone forever, just out of sight,

Like morning fading into night.


It wasn’t that day, the one they mean—

The tragic, final, never-seen.

No, this was different, a twist in fate,

A moment paused at memory’s gate.


She brushed the world and walked on past,

As if tomo...

Poetry

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