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I picked the salad bowl and poured it on my head. Spinach leaves were hanging on my ears, edamame beans on my head. Then I took my wine for a toast and shouted: I am the master! -
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...and I didn't mean any of them. we both knew. It was my game: teasing, annoying...and then when they are fed-up I act like I am really sorry."Don't leave me! I'll change" I said
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I was amazed at first, but gradually felt funny. The bonefire seemed bigger and I even could feel the heat. The witch kept on starring at me while dancing. I was mesmerized. She
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the reality of that moment with all the paint and colors in the painting. And there they are..a part of a painting. There were colors, shapes, strokes of the bruch on the wall.
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Yeah baby! The king! Elvis presley. He was sitting right there on the hood of an old mercedes looking at far far away,humming a song. I tried to hear what he was singing. But he
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trembling in silence. They fell down moving around on the ground like little worms. Something was growing on their backs. After a few minutes they all flew with feather like wings.
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Love is sometimes like a poison ivy turning around your heart suffocating you. My eyelid's been twiching for a while..just because of you.you damn love. Oh I want you baby..I need
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"I'm a leo!" I said. " I'm a damn leo. Always alone in the heart of the african desert. people look at me scared and think what a wild proud creature...but the thing they don't kno
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Yeah..that's why I can't stand those empty minds...they talk without thinking, laugh at lame jokes, watch cheesy programmes...and still think there is no creation better than them.
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"Get up! Get up! You lazy bone!...Today we have a lot to do." He said. "It's not easy to be an activist withouth eating a big breakfast in the morning" I thought. But what I want
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fuuny confidence..just for one second I felt I could easily beat him. It was like a rediculous superstition. The thought was dancing in my mind:" I can beat him if I raise my
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Sometimes i paint. But todays something unusual happend. It was 2 after midnight and I was working one of my paitings. Standing there, in front it, suddenly I felt empty...empty
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There was a blue breeze. The river was quietter than ever. The trees near the river were flirting with the wind, dancing in the sunshine...The girl, naked, was standing in the
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looke so innocent. I loved him although I knew he had an evil inside. I couldn't forget his eyes. I couldn't stop loving him. I cursed my self...why why do I want him so much?
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Do you remember our first fight? the first time I felt like nothing, like an empty box. We were going to the Enghelab Sq. or the theater. The argument began from the bridge and it
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His name was Hamoon, my story's hero. I don't remember that much. I suppose he lived in a jungle near the village...now I understand. I understand all those dreams of drowning,
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I looked at her suspiciously and silently tried to get out of the bed. But I couldn't move. I felt like iron, like a tall old building which was ruined and now couldn't move from
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but sudenly something happend, something like a miracle. The numbers and letters began to move on the paper like an live creature...like a new born baby. They were moving all over
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I hear the seconds.The sound of the passing moments. one..two..three...thousand. why I can't sleep? Why these damn thoughts aren't finished? where are all the sheep? I'm hearing
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"What I want neither you nor anybody else can give me...no body...not even the God." The woman was standing beside the door, starring at the thin air. The alley was empty, smelling