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Distant you are measured in every single small figurative metric for every gram meter and second you are apart from this world blindfolded by others broken masks You escape in ways others yearn for as they wander that melancholic path
Silent you are unheard to any a wanting orlistening ear each non-existant wave hollow as it were reverberating against each child and elder to cross it's path No word could twist that blatant stillness from the very air you breathe
Lonely you are so closed to each
by ~Maelanor
Spun to Faded, Life as it were[[Life as it Were - Spun to Faded - A small story of Haikus]]Spun to Faded, Life as it were
Spin the Thread
Like a Single Thread So Pure, Vital as it were Creates not Alone
Thread is Glass
Fabric, Mineral The same you are as you were Just Another Thread
Broken Glass
Delicate, Soft Strand Torn, maybe shattered rather Broken, Tossed Aside
Spun to Faded
A memory was Like an Illusion, Not there Goodbye Purity
Forgotten Forever
You were just a lie I will never know, nor care You were just a
by ~Maelanor
Book without a BindingThe words of each page So empty and hollow But yet so valued for their knowledge Words lost in time frozen in dusty lines Repeated only once But a thousand times moreBook without a Binding
The words of each page So full and rich They seem to melt bleed into one every line is a blur with its code within for each to read its like a fountain
The words of each page So Broken and Lost Not the true meaning Is ever understood Such a strong context But without the words Such a valuable meaning Lost, Forgotten, Shattered &n
by ~Maelanor
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Impact, Chapter 1Impact A Furry Story By Ben Freeman God! What a day it’s been. I can’t believe that this all happened, but here I am, at the end of the first Friday of the semester and reflecting on all that’s happened. It’s unbelievable. Before I begin this story, let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Aaron and I’m a 19-year old Black Wolf from Milwaukee, Wisconsin and this is my first year attending Pinecrest University in the city of Pinecrest, Wisconsin, around the Wausau area. I’m a movie buff, so I’m pursuing a major in Film studies. I’m big into Metal and Punk rock, and you’d probably figure that out the moment youImpact, Chapter 1
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i am the second
alone in a faceless crowd
a human caught
in monochrome dreams
i scream to wake up
my voice drowns deep underground
only the dead can hear me,
see me
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