The grim reaper is not a loved man. Or woman. He comes and takes the lives of your an—-anabyotics. But. What. Does he do in his free, spare time? Does he bake? Does he dance? Does he go on walks or where hot pink pants?

Maybe he eats lots of cheese. Maybe he likes to collect rocks. Maybe he likes to make some beats. Or, maybe he likes to knit his own socks.

I wonder what he eats for breakfast. ...

When I think back to the days of my youth,

I think back to the days of demise,

When I think back to the days me of youth,

I think back to the days of the rise,

I think back to my birthday,

I think back to my schooling,

I think back to my family,

The family that was so cool,...

I stepped out of the flooding room and walked along the cobble stone floors. Then and loud boom filled the passage way. I ran up to the doors that had been locked for seven years.

“Take your shot stranger, you only get one,” I called. I pulled the dagger from my worn boot and held it behind me back just in case.

“Princess? Is that really you? Are you really here?” A strange male voice called.

...

She was a diamond. So beautiful. Glorious. Shiny. Lovable. But, she was also strong.

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I stepped in front of the crowd, the suns above soaked up the heavy makup powdered upon my face. The sparkly green and gold dress spread the light to even the darkest of the corners. Every inch around me appeared happy, except for me.

I couldn’t help but think that I was made for more. That I was destined ...

“This could be our last chance, why don’t we just take it?” My hand slipped from his shoulder. I sat up from the rock and marched over to a tree that sprouted up to the heavens.

“We don’t take it because..” he said.

“Because why?” I asked. My anger boiled inside me like a pot of stew over a churning fire.

“Because there is another way,” he said.

“Another way? How can there be another way? We a...

I want to feel,

I want to know,

I want to love,

I want to grow,

I want to see,

I want to loath,

I want to be,

I want to clothe,

I want to sing,

I want to run,

I want to cringe,

I want the sun,

I want the moon,

I want the fun,

I want the room,

I want to feel,

I want to know,

I want to love,

I want to grow,...

It was rush our. I was in the subway. New York City. I had slept in past my alarm and I was not having a good morning. The weekend left me rotting in the couch till midnight. Then the first gun shot sounded.

I ducked down and nearly lost an arm due to the train zipping by at a rapid speed. Shiite and screams filled the room. Pepole ran around chaotically as sirens sounded above.

I shoved my way ...

“What did you do?” I asked, turning my head to look a monster in the eyes. Exept, she was my monster.

“I just bought a bag of chips! What’s the big deal!” She defended. Ten walls just went up around her. I sighed and riled my eyes.

“You bought the bag of chips with the one things you don’t find in chips!” I elbowed her away from the bag and closed it with a clip.

“It’s just a tomatoe!” She said...

If desires are a flame,

Then there calling my name,

The heat leads me closer,

My thoughts have me moister,

They lead me to the sea,

If only I could be,

Maybe if the reef was clean,

Then I would see what’s me,

‘Cause, desires are my flame,

They call me by name,

I am the widlfire,

They are the pray,...

(This is fictional, not me,)

My pocket was heavy,

I walked past my Chevy,

My pocket was full,

I bought a Red Bull,

My pocket dropped down,

I felt like a clown,

What was inside my pocket,

Brave question to ask,

Maybe something to build a rocket,

Maybe it was just my mid day flask,

My pocket was filled,

I bout ice cream chilled,

When I got home,

My mother greeted me,

I picked up a come,

So tha...