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Another LimerickThere once was a slow-driving hearse Whose windows were covered with verse And the poet inside Who had tragically died Thus ensured that the mourners felt worseAnother Limerick


Survival - PrologueRisk leaned back in his chair, smiling lazily at the camera, knowing how much his casual attitude in meetings irritated the executives. He was trying to win them over today, but he couldn't let them know that. So he behaved as he usually did, showy and overconfident. Their faces on the monitor were wry, thinking they were in for another punishing hour of his cocky attitude. 'Friends,' he said, though they were certainly no friends of his, 'My project is all but complete.' A few faces perked up a little - others fell. Opinions about his 'project' were mixed. 'We're ready to release the bacteria. A controlled dose, of course,'Survival - Prologue


Memo To Myselfdon't fade away!Memo To Myself
eat vitamins walk in the sun
make the time to take the time to breathe and be the beauty that surrounds you
recapture your spark!
eat with your hands and talk to strangers
from the proper angle every face looks like an angel's each moment bears the makings of a miracle
have a little faith!
throw caution to the wind leap without looking
life would lack for love without a little falling find the future full of f


Put That On My TabThe explosion caught everyone's attention. Shards of flaming debris rocketed out from the blast site and the sound alone was enough to knock people to the ground. Shaking shattered glass from her hair, Elizabeth quickly found where her gun had landed and ran to the door. In the room behind her, the previously disinterested diners were screaming and clutching one another. Outside, the only sounds were the roaring of the fires and the heavy stamp of the approaching soldiers. With a little sigh she crossed the room once more, ducking through the kitchen and into the alley, wishing she'd had a chance at least to finish her meal.Put That On My Tab
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xo!
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I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
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sure there are plenty more fish in the sea BUT WHO THE HELL WANTS TO DATE A FUCKING FISH
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Partners in crime: *Naterifari~AltusVir
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Please look at more than just my stamps and cat photos.
xo!
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I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
xo!
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I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
xo!
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I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
xo!
--
I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
xo!
--
I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
xo!
--
I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
xo!
--
I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
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