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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Jul 9, 2004 11:58:04 GMT -5
A full minute actually, I failed, like its not obvious. ... however, was it good ? ? ?
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Post by xpurestxfeelingx on Jul 9, 2004 16:59:28 GMT -5
very. !
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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Jul 9, 2004 17:01:24 GMT -5
you humble me
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Post by Lina Inverse on Jul 12, 2004 20:17:16 GMT -5
whiten, whiten whiten my clothes whiten, whiten whiten my flesh whiten, whiten whiten my corpse
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Post by littleskinny on Jul 13, 2004 11:06:49 GMT -5
I had a run-in with a brassy bitch the other day. So this isn't good, just like flobbing on the pavement, really...
Bellicose and lecherous, me. I flirted with you Giggled, fluttered. You promised gold and trinkets Well, I’m sold on tat And cheap.
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Post by xpurestxfeelingx on Jul 13, 2004 16:10:41 GMT -5
hey, Lina. Haven't seen you for a while. :smileyface: Next word is:
CRAWLING
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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Jul 16, 2004 19:04:04 GMT -5
one stump after the other each one painfully following suit bits of gravel begin to collect in the bare flesh the crunch of worn bone protrusions crawling without arms legs or illusions
"that was 29 sec's & change.
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Post by xpurestxfeelingx on Jul 16, 2004 19:14:24 GMT -5
wow, that was very.. graphic. (graphic is good!!)
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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Jul 21, 2004 14:14:21 GMT -5
Please... come play with us.
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Post by littleskinny on Jul 21, 2004 14:29:26 GMT -5
Writer's block sucks...
this took as much time as it took me to scribble it onto a scrap of paper, so I guess within the limit. It's not good though....
I fell from the cradle that hung, shrivelled from a twig, a million miles up. I shook off the cracked withered sheath too soon. I wallow in this dusk-lit puddle, that dreams of ocean breezes. We are both crawling, too small to gush gutterwards, too misshapen to fly.
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Post by xpurestxfeelingx on Jul 21, 2004 17:08:32 GMT -5
that was really, really well-written. I love how this part sounds:
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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Jul 30, 2004 13:58:02 GMT -5
new one! or somebody come play!
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Post by xpurestxfeelingx on Jul 30, 2004 17:24:51 GMT -5
OVERLOOK
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Post by littleskinny on Aug 1, 2004 6:18:27 GMT -5
Agh!! That's hard. I've failed against the time totally, because I cant get an idea straight in my head.....! But I will write one anyway - need to, not writing much at the mo - but it'll take longer than 30 secs!
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Post by littleskinny on Aug 1, 2004 6:34:56 GMT -5
I wrote one, but not in the time limit!! Quite pleased with it, so might also post it in the Nature forum too.
OVERLOOK
Astride great crests of arrogance, the sky sits, and surveys.
She folds herself into the river's sheen, wraps concrete powerhouses in breezy embrace, spreads the sun's whitewash on windows and carpets.
She is the painter and decorator, who knocks on the curtains each morning, whistling. The mother who tucks in the starlight at bedtime.
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