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GradeAWriter64

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Mortality

GradeAWriter64

1 min read

Tomorrow morning

My fate will be sealed

One way or another

My mortality will be revealed

It doesn’t matter if we win or lose


Look at them

How can they sleep so peacefully

The battle of our lives

In just a couple hours

And they rest so easily


I know why

It’s because they have a choice

An option

If we lose they die

But if we win they live


I wish I was the same

It doesn’t matter what happens

Whet...

Poetry

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Helsing

GradeAWriter64

1 min read

(Here’s a little snippet from a story I’ve already started working on)


His back crashed against the wall, and he slumped down to the ground. He grabbed the ice covering his mouth and ripped it off, peeling off the skin and exposing blood-logged muscle. 


"I know I should retreat, but this is too damn fun!" He cheered. Helsing was more monster than man. His sanity, whatever left he had, was gone. ...

Fantasy

Action

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Creativity

GradeAWriter64

1 min read

He has a truly creative mind.

Glancing down at his notebook,

While I’m passing back papers

I can see his works

Beautiful words

Stunning visuals

His skills and craft have been honed

But there’s one issue

It’s rather macabre

If I out him,

Will that make him more of an outcast

Will that force him into unnecessary therapy

Or does he really need help

Is this a cry for help

I don’t know what to do

What...

Poetry

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When I Looked In The Mirror

GradeAWriter64

1 min read

When I looked in the mirror, I saw myself. But it wasn’t really me. It looked like me on the outside, but it didn’t feel like me. I couldn’t accept that it was me. All I could see was a wretched being, a twisted version of someone once pure. The person I stared at was not someone to be proud of, not someone you wanted to be around. They were hateful, sinful, destructive, depressing. That’s how I k...

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It Stares

GradeAWriter64

1 min read

What damned atrocity stands before me? What unholy amalgamation of life and death is this? Staring at me. Hauntingly. I know I must flee, flee to mortal security away from this accursed place, but I cannot. Something keeps me from moving. Something makes my body, my will, not of my own. So I must stay and watch as those decrepit eyes burn and pierce into my soul. I must remain still as it approach...

Horror

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