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as soon as i saw him
i saw trouble approaching

he had this look
a look that i desired
to possess
for a moment
for a lifetime

and he was looking at me
only me
the closer he came
the hotter it got

i tried my best
to fight the urge

how does he do that
effortlessly
he makes ...

A Dalek and a Cyberman sized each other up from across the room; the Dalek’s singular, blue eye meeting the Cyberman’s two, hollow, black eyes.
The Dalek was first to speak, ‘You will stand down CY-BER-MAN!’
‘Negative. YOU shall stand down.’
‘DA-LEK’s are su-preme. You shall be EX-TER-MIN-ATED! EX-TER-MIN-ATE! EX-TER-MIN-AAATE!’
‘Negative. YOU shall deleted. DELETE! DELETE!’ They prepared to fire on each other when someone, sitting in the corner, stood up and spoke. ...

most of my poems are sad, and depressing.

thats all i can really write about so itll turn out good..

if you dont like that, then dont read them!

Best feeling in the world
all smiles
no coming down
its like I'm flying
the fall might be a little rough
but I cant stop moving
put the music on
let this feeling roll
lets get it going

best feeling in the world
don't disappear from ...

[I]This was my story from the short story competition. Please feel free to leave any comments. Something is wrong with the transition between memories and real time, but I can't seem to put my finger on the issue. This is more a character profile for Lucien, who will be a character in another story I wish to write. I just wanted it on paper so that I didn't lose him with everything else going on in life. So, any feedback on what you think about him would be very appreciated. Do you like him? ...

When we are young we have great expectations. Dickens wrote a whole book about it. As we grow older those expectations drift into disappointments. Life never quite measures up, does it?

And it is these expectations that make us wonder what it’s all about. The shining star that’s out of reach, the pearl at the bottom of the ocean. The wondrous thought of treasure and jewels, the princess in the castle. Then, as time passes so our illusions pass. We cannot escape the bare faced truth ...