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Had it not been for the rope attached to the safety harness he wore Vince would have fallen about twelve feet, but the sensors detected a free fall and applied the brakes stopping him about one foot from the stone floor, but he still bumped his head and lacerated his forehead.  He discovered that he was bleeding and went for the small first aid kit he carried in his vest and managed the stop the flow of blood. Flashing th...

Philena- The Box

I'm writing more of her story, so she decided I should write this poem...insanity? Nah...Me = WRITER

------------------------------------- This work contains language and subject matter which some readers may find disturbing or offensive. In consideration, Stories Space has hidden the preview of this selection. By choosing to view the piece in its entirety, you agree that you are 18 or older and do not object to such content. -------------------------------------You locked me up, I've been here in this box, Stuck here; C...

The Nerd of Moe and the Sage of Copper

A playful poem precisely pointed around producing perseverance.

In the valley of Moethere's a town you never heardwhere it'd always snowtill a plague quite absurdtumbled from the downspokeand sliced off the headsof all the townsfolkwho dashed around like undeads.With the town disabled,a copper sage cameand overtook the fabled.He was the one to blamefor the sharp windthat fell upon the townand did them all in.On a throne, he sat downHe had his foxescollect all the capsand store them in...