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By Sara Battaglia
The pen as my tool, I go forth into the night.
"But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think." -Lord Byron
I was struck today by the color of this girl's eyes. Enjoy!
Poetry | Updated Dec 30, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Life was always full of wonder until he broke her heart and stole the color.
I had an obsession when I was younger with the Civil War. I wrote the title, prejudice, and just stared at it awhile. Then this came to me bit by bit...
Article | Updated Nov 17, 2014 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Don't tell me I'm bad at petry ! I all ready know that.I'm writing what's off the tip of my mind!
poetic description of carpet of leaves in autumn
A poem about a girl with many faces.
Article | Updated Sep 14, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
My description of loneliness and how seeking to be free from it can lead to disaster.
Eye contest entry! Short Story: The crash. The glass. The ice. The ditch. Anne has tried not to think back to it. But every morning, every night it seems she cannot escape it. Of course having a transplant changes many things but when it's obvious to you. The reminders never go away. Never.
In a far future, slavery becomes switched around and Caucasians are the inferior. They face the worst of the world. Love is forbidden, just like emotions.
Originally written on Feb. 16, 2014
A confession about crayons.
This is a poem about my favorite color : purple !! It's my opinion about this color , so don't take it to much if you disagree . Please give advice so I can write a better one next time . Happy reading !!! :D