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Premium Member Jaymee's Version: thanK you, aIMee, For Taking it Down, I Guess
it's as good an apology as I'll ever get. Red-handed is a hard spot to be, but you deleted it quick. Although it had been there since March of '24, which just means your speed was relative to matters of impending consequence, not conscience. Rest assured as inertia, I think you got it before anyone could clock the line...

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Categories: version, dark, silence, vanity,
Form: Free verse
A Version of Me
There is no strength in fear and flame, naught but the bitterness of blame, which leads us all to guilt and shame, finger pointing and naming names. Better still our hearts to open, forgive and live with hope and honest emotion, a chain of grace unbroken, positive words to be spoken, and put our heart into motion. Easier though to give anger it’s head, to wish...

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Categories: version, appreciation, brother, character, community,
Form: Didactic



Version of Me
I bled into paper, let my screams echo through the prison, until on the walls of entrapment, I saw the cracks. In them I learned, that somehow, somewhere, someone saw....

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Categories: version, anxiety, emotions, feelings, mental
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Constructive Ceiticism is To be the Best Version of Yourself
Constructive Criticism is to be the Best-Version-Of-Yourself...

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Categories: version, christian, community, devotion, god,
Form: Monoku
Before The Gates Of Alahsar - Version 2 - 32
The Dark men fought on past their mother, many had seen the mighty one fall they fought on with bitter hate, as now, once more, did the mother of the storm. Her spear flashed lightning, she stirred on her horses, the chariot moving quickly forward, the spear drinking deeply of Arlagh's blood. The battle now raging, one large cacophony of terror, many smaller battles now...

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Categories: version, dark, death, dream, evil,
Form: Epic



Before The Gates Of Alahsar - Version - 2 -31
Fierce goblins rode these wolves, their curved scimitars, raining death, their fierce visage could freeze the heart, they moved with the giant spiders, death comes in so many ways. The battle on the right was terrible, blood did flow like a river, black, blue, green and red, what horror stalked Badicha. Already, the foot soldiers are charging into the trees, they now had the bloodthirst, it...

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Categories: version, dark, death, dream, evil,
Form: Epic
Premium Member 3:10 to Yuma - 1957 Version Summary
Surviving in this kind of weather, with a man made from chicken feather causes me to sometimes wonder, "Why does that dang fool hear thunder?" I think we'd be better off instead if that guy would come home dead....

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Categories: version, film, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Art is a Lifeform Version 2
Flowing across the page Everything comes to me at once The colors dance upon the paper Like a performance on a stage A dance of colors Swirling in every direction Jumping and turning Just like a little dancer I am voiceless If I had words Would they be even more beautiful? More beautiful than my words without sound? A question I have no answer to So I just...

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Categories: version, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Other
Premium Member We Loved with Wild Abandon: full version
Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused. — Paulo Coelho When first I'd peered into his dark brooding eyes there was an undercurrent, fathoms deep pulling me in. It...

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Categories: version, love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Grimm's Version of Peter Pan's Perversions
Most of have heard or read the Adventures of Peter Pan A boy who never grew up and lived in Never Never Land The rewritten story goes that Tinkerbell is in love with Pete but in the original shadowed tale, Tink liked her whiskey, neat J M Barrie was asked to write a sunnier children's version to cover up Pan...

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Categories: version, abuse, drug,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Brutus - Sonnet Version
"And you, Brutus?" And then was Caesar dead. A moment's act and history's chapter done; A moment's thrust and Caesar's life was bled, And you the one that Caesar thought his son. But were you son of Rome, and that came first? Did Caesar die a hero, or a knave? Can justice spring from such a violent burst? Can sudden murder be...

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Categories: version, anger, betrayal, death, history,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Brutus - Limerick Version
Well, Brutus was that sort of chap As whacked his old man in the Cap. The senators there, They’d stab or they’d stare, With all other business a wrap. ...

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Categories: version, anger, business, death, father
Form: Limerick
Premium Member One day you will look back at this version of yourself
One day you will look back at this version of yourself, the one who remained gentle even when life sharpened at the edges, the one who kept showing up even when it seemed impossible to try anymore, and you will be so proud, you will thank yourself for enduring, for believing in mornings, for daring to hope even when...

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Categories: version, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
The very abridged version recounting untold tragicomic storied life of Matthew Scott Harris
The very abridged version recounting untold tragicomic storied life of Matthew Scott Harris I led a boring life. The end. All joking aside, now the epilogue. As a bookish fellow born January 13th,1959 he attended school and got promoted as a mediocre student, who honestly nearly failed every grade courtesy my nasty, short and brutish doppelgänger, who nixed, sabotaged, waylaid me a little boy blue (nothing but...

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Categories: version, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Free verse
Sailor song, my version
You saw me in a softened light Like something you could hold too tight But baby, I’ve been breaking slow You know, you know You kneeled like I was everything But love don’t come with angel wings And what you wanted, I’m not sure I owe You want me kissing on your mouth and loving like a sailor But I’ve been lost at...

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Categories: version, music,
Form: Lyric

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