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Toddler Who: The Twin Trouble "Double, double, I'm in trouble," Sylvester muttered to himself. He did not remember how he had managed to climb up here, but the truth was that he was clinging to a tree branch, holding on it with both arms and legs and not knowing what to do next. Perhaps he had got so scared or so determined to escape that it all had worked before he could've understood that.Toddler Who: The Twin Trouble by CarryPhoenix
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Look out world, the bag of nuts is going to flop any minute!"
Sylvester knew this voice. And he knew that there were two who shared it.
"You're not Patrick! You're Ramon!" he shouted, attempting to sound threatening and wishing it hadn't been such squeak.
"I'm not Ramon! I'm Sa-la-man-der!"
The kid with dark fringe combed to the side lolled his tongue at Sylvester and was gone, satisfied with his trick. But he didn't know it wouldn't last long - hardly had Sylvester begun to wonder after how much time he was going to plummet down when the side branches shook.
The Labyrinth of Tears Flye Who Remembers Things Far and Nearby, or just Flye for those who knew her well and who didn't know who she really was, turned upside down for the fifteenth time and remained in this position. She was trying out her own way of moving faster than sound - the new rollerblades, for she wasn't wing-footed, like her guardian Smith Who Writes the Letter of Enormous Width.The Labyrinth of Tears by CarryPhoenix
"That's unfair, that's really unfair," Flye muttered and attempted to get into the normal position before anybody could spot her soaring between the earth and sky. At the same time she was holding her black knitted cap on her head and praying that her tee wouldn't fall onto her head and show everything which is not required to be seen. Thank goodness she was wearing knee-length denim shorts, not a skirt.
The acrobatic routine above the ground finished in the most expected way: Flye got blinded by the sun and crashed into something which responded with jingling. Perfect, now I broke some skyscraper gl
That Silly WhovianYou will not see me in a scarfThat Silly Whovian by CarryPhoenix
Which trails behind and tangles,
I don't state that bowties are cool,
And I don't play the flute
(Depends on old school
Or there's a new tool).
I do not blame one man for changes,
I do not rant about them, I am used
To those who think they're right,
Who are on this side and on that side, like day and night.
'Day' ones are sensible,
They despise Whovian
Who has his head in clouds,
Who wants to see the things
A bit deeper.
'Night' ones are fashion ones,
They despise Whovian,
That silly Whovian
Who doesn't want to show
I am not waiting for the skyfall,
I watch the starlight which lights my way,
I know things come in time
For one who waits
And knows that everybody could be kind -
Yes, they can,
Yes, they could be.
'I still believe in you,'
Says stubborn Whovian,
Even though you are depressed
And want to jump
'I know that tales are true,'
Says mindless Whovian,
That trusty Whovian,
My head is o
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Inertia by AsherMane
Suggester says: This piece specifically
is lathered with imagery, and very emotionally
heavy in the face of its subject: Alzhimer's.
The creative use of the repeated line, the loss
of both good and bad memories, and the pain
it causes the sufferer are expressed phenomenally well.
Featured by: TwilightPoetess
I am a simple student. My love is languages, so I study English, German and Chinese. I also write stories and poetry.|
Current Residence: Everywhere I can be in
Favourite genre of music: Music with sense
Favourite style of art: Fantasy
Operating System: Windows XP
Favourite cartoon character: Rocket from "Galactik Football"
Personal Quote: I don't lie. I tell incredible things or the ones you don't believe in