In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "Playlist of the Week." Sunday: Wasted Days by Coud Nothings Monday: Uptown Funk by Bruno Mars Tuesday: Procrastination by Amy Winehouse Wednesday: Am I Wrong by Nico And Vinz Thursday: Busy Earnin' by Jungle Friday: Magic by Coldplay Saturday: Breakeven by The Script Entirely: Keep It Together by …
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Ink'd Poetry I used to dream of a faraway land And a palace so big and grand That all come near Trembled in fear Of its great power Once... I used to imagine a beautiful princess Wearing the most extravagant dress We used to dance And she would prance About with my beautiful flower Once... …
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The day The night So frightening on their own So beautiful intertwined The blurred line as the sun reaches the horizon Coming down on its daily decent And the moon climbs that vertical line And forms a perfect crescent No wonder men are driven mad by the moon While others worship the day These deities, …
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This is Percy's part, but it's not completed yet; Percy stood over the balcony, watching as the waves crashed unto the shore, spraying beautiful sprays of water that intertwined with the sun to make beautiful rainbows. Percy wasn’t really interested into art but even he couldn’t deny that this was beautiful. It had been the …
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Hey Guys, Sorry for the lack of posting, I've had some good ideas recently but have been too lazy to write anything, sorry. I'll be posting shortly so don't worry. The IM
This is a little secret that all writers share: We have two lives; the one we live on Earth and the one we live in our books. - Chrys Fey
Okay guys, Just went back to my tumblr and twitter to check my sharing settings, and I found out that I have almost no followers: https://icognitowriter.tumblr.com - Tumblr https://twitter.com/dicognitowriter - Twitter Please follow. The Icognito man
In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "Pleased to Meet You." Blue, everything was blue. The investigator and his friend/colleague/assistant had never seen anything like it before. The place itself wasn't that bad, the house was decorated in a modern contemporary fashion but one room, the room the doctor was looking for, was completely blue. …
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f there truly was a god, he’ll come to our aid
Whether is light, darkness, warmth or snow
And save us from this ghoulish raid
And then I’ll know
That there is some sort of heavenly power
Stronger than mountains, gentler than a flower
Watching over us at each and every hour
Protecting us when things turn sour
But as the town turns to dust I’m forced to believe
That the illusion of an heavenly power is nothing more than a dream
And as my strength is being relieved
I believed we have all been deceived
Not sure if it is part of the book yet or not, but I felt inspired so; It fell From that high vantage point Above the ground That perfect teardrop Falling On its way down, pointing Link the heaven and the earth, grounding The link between the cliff and the drop It wasn't rain It …
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A story too dangerous to tell A tale about when those precious walls fell And fire came out of hell A story too dangerous to tell That hellish fire That burnt through one's soul with the devil's desire That blazed on and on and never did tire That hellish fire And those souls I pray …
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