The iron was hot and we did not know after it was placed on the ground. I tripped over it and got burn on my leg. It was very painful and I had to receive attention at the near by clinic.
victor walkes
Iron was mined by the dwarves for its amazing ability to produce quality armor and tools. At first, they only used it for their own purposes, but they quickly discovered that they could turn a major profit by selling iron-forged weaponry to the other races.
Beautyfor_ashes
iron irony detroit iron iron mountain iron and rust just dust
I didn’t really pay attention during today’s Chemistry lesson on metals. I remember we reviewed how iron reacts with water though, I was too sick to absorb anything. I looked over to your table to see the 6 straight cuts in your arm. You said you got them from a block of wood that you scraped against.
Since you left. Since you left my heart alone. I’ve never been like this. As cold as ice. As hard as stone. But as I grew older. I realized I was evolving. Gliding through the shadows of my past. Now, I have heart as cold and hard as an iron.
hard. strong. prison. protection. strength. power.
Being captive, not having freedom. Rulling with an Iron fist. The Iron Curtain. Iron prison bars.
Lexi
Iron has the chemical formula Fe and a molar mass of 55.85 grams per mole. Its common oxides are FeO, Fe2O3 and Fe3O4. Usually it carries an oxidation number of +2. Iron oxide can be used in conjunction with aluminum to produce thermite, a reaction which would give off large sparks and burn a hole in a ground if you’re not careful and don’t put a cup on the ground to catch the sparks. Iron is also found in many of the things we use everyday.
Kristofer Siy
what my wife uses to get my clothes ready and wrinkle free. A Vitiman needed in the body. A type of metal. A mineral.
guy
He struck the hot iron with the hammer watching the sparks fly around the room.
Sunday evening, my Mum with the iron in hand, miserable face, her busy frame deliberately obstructing the doorway. I’d need the toilet but I knew better than to mention it. I’d cross my legs rather than face the barks and inevitable clip round the ear.
You are as heavy in my hand
As the heart in my chest
As cold to touch
As the gaze of love lost
The scent of alloyed blood
Marks you as here
Always with me
Iron through my palm
it’s ironic how ironic the word ironic is. not really. we’re supposed to be talking about iron. i burnt a shirt using an iron once. wait… iron is that metal. why do we call iron irons? iron man? he’s made of iron. but i like ironic.. how do you get from iron to ironic. WHAT siren sounds like iron
Ironing room. Where Mama spent her evenings–after supper was served and the kitchen was cleaned. A self-imposed exile of crisp shirt collars and a haze of spray starch.
Essays35
iron is a source of mineral for the body. iron is usually percieved as a metal in the form of a bar. iron is expressed as fe in the periodic table. iron has been used in various situations such as ironman (movie), iron bar (energybar and circular bar) and ironman (marathon)
Chucklenuts
She picked up the iron, shoved it in his face and screamed, “I don’t need you! You’re the WORST thing that happened to me!” He cried, walking away with his half burnt face.
will in soft earth water fire still….enjoy the rust:
eichardt
The pile of washing was there on the floor, I could feel it looking at me. Demanding that I pick up the iron and get on with removing the wrinkles. But I could not consider that at such a time. Surely I had to sort out the wrinkles in my life first.
All i can think of when i see the word ‘iron’ is ironing! I really hate ironing clothing, does this make me a bad person?! I really hope i don’t marry someone who expects a 1950s housewife, because i can’t cook either…
mu mom says i lack iron in my bloddstream. for that reason she thinks i’m so exhausted alllll the time! no matter how much sleep i get, i always want MORE!
Jennifer Meyer
I iron my clothes and try not to burn holes in them. I had an accident recently. iron stain on my new fancy pants. just bought, never worn, now i look cheap. i gotta learn some iron tips.
hey iron how are u? ı m a human can we be friend, ah why ı m behaving like a alone man, no no no just ı wonder about you because u can make me iron too , about a toughness, go iron go go go heheheh, come go go come
smoothing out the wrinkles with a heated metal weight. if only you could do that to your life it would be fantastic would it not. to glide over the complicated parts of your existence and fold them neatly into a drawer
Aingeala
He thought she might be made of iron, the strength of her. Backbone, heart, soul. All of it, stronger than he could imagine. How she could suit herself to the varied needs of those around her. She was proving herself tougher than he had realized, coming back from the hell she had known. But unlike iron, he knew she was anything but common.
He was, completely and purely, in awe of everything that she was.
red, mineral. good for your health, 4 letters
can be found near water too much iron can be bad
….
thats all i got
Jyro
“The iron is certainly in the fire now! Why on earth did you have to tell him what we were working on! You know good and well that he will try and interfere in some manner!”
Everything came to a still. The mark was so cold; so, so cold it burned, and she saw it eat her shirt and then, for a nanosecond, come to a standstill before her flesh, as though hesitant about whether or not it should–could it? would it? It would, and it did; it bit her, sunk her teeth into her, slapped her warmly and silently into an obedient quiet.
She looked up; he stared; an unreasonable anger made him believe that this was okay.
It was a bitter sweet taste. He let the liquid flow into his mouth steadily, savoring every drop. He looked up at the mirror seeing a drop sliding down his lip. Delicious.
The lack of iron in her veins rendered her tired and washed out. She looked down past her swelling belly at the toddler playing on the floor. She wondered how she would ever cope with another little being. The mess just seemed to spread from sunup to sundown and her unappreciative husband seemed to care little about the things that occured between these times.
neanymac
I have the iron lung, I have the iron tongue.
God bless the fire bomb, god bless the crazy ones
They spit on iron mics, they helped me see the light
I am the iron lung, I don’t test the iron gun
Metal, an product to be used to press our garments, iron is converted to steel for many use
Len Van Hirtum
is hard and stupid. iron is making an iron man. stupid iron man. iron sounds like irony. we have iron in our blood. i have no more ideas.
Johnny Reb
a type of element found on the scientific table of elements. it is a mineral and is good for developing muscles. it can typically be found in meat such as chicken, turkey etc.
Tiana James
on a very hot day i was ironing my clothes. Iron here is just a tool for clean clothes. But iron also stands for the metal iron. It is a very strong metal and it is also
dont be iron , iron is a simply a tool to beat some people, when ı have a iron ı will throw it until hear a big sound from it , sometimes ı feel myself like a iron , as if ı am a iron man but dont afraid of me , you can melt me!
Efe
iron and wine. Iron and wine. Iron and wine, it tastes like a penny, dropped in the ocean and turns to greenish blue after awhile, picked up by an old man salivating on the becah, iron and wine, iron and wine, and he is dressed in a nice outfit, a formal outfit that is soaked and covered with sand
iron metal prongs like cold steel only hot and silver like a disco dress that i saw once in the window of a thrift store. it struck me dead like it was from the closet of some mother turned waitress from the good old days. the days of sunny fields and hidden beer cans and smoking out car windows, your scarf ends trailing in the wind
I slammed the hot iron down on my wrinkled skirt and wept. Another city, another cold hotel room, another disappointment. What was the point in going to the conference tomorrow? Why look nice? Why did I keep trying so hard?
Jackie
it can be metallic, an element, something born not of man but of this earth, this galaxy. it can be strong and tough and used in making things good and bad and in between. it was here before us, in mines and in the ground, and it will last long after we are gone.
bre
An iron will, an iron fist…the iron curtain? I’m not sure I really like what I’m associating with iron as it’s mostly rather tyrannical. I think that I’ll wait for the next word to come around for a better response.
The iron was hot and we did not know after it was placed on the ground. I tripped over it and got burn on my leg. It was very painful and I had to receive attention at the near by clinic.
Iron was mined by the dwarves for its amazing ability to produce quality armor and tools. At first, they only used it for their own purposes, but they quickly discovered that they could turn a major profit by selling iron-forged weaponry to the other races.
iron irony detroit iron iron mountain iron and rust just dust
I didn’t really pay attention during today’s Chemistry lesson on metals. I remember we reviewed how iron reacts with water though, I was too sick to absorb anything. I looked over to your table to see the 6 straight cuts in your arm. You said you got them from a block of wood that you scraped against.
Blood and Iron are related aren’t they?
Since you left. Since you left my heart alone. I’ve never been like this. As cold as ice. As hard as stone. But as I grew older. I realized I was evolving. Gliding through the shadows of my past. Now, I have heart as cold and hard as an iron.
hard. strong. prison. protection. strength. power.
Being captive, not having freedom. Rulling with an Iron fist. The Iron Curtain. Iron prison bars.
Iron has the chemical formula Fe and a molar mass of 55.85 grams per mole. Its common oxides are FeO, Fe2O3 and Fe3O4. Usually it carries an oxidation number of +2. Iron oxide can be used in conjunction with aluminum to produce thermite, a reaction which would give off large sparks and burn a hole in a ground if you’re not careful and don’t put a cup on the ground to catch the sparks. Iron is also found in many of the things we use everyday.
what my wife uses to get my clothes ready and wrinkle free. A Vitiman needed in the body. A type of metal. A mineral.
He struck the hot iron with the hammer watching the sparks fly around the room.
Sunday evening, my Mum with the iron in hand, miserable face, her busy frame deliberately obstructing the doorway. I’d need the toilet but I knew better than to mention it. I’d cross my legs rather than face the barks and inevitable clip round the ear.
You are as heavy in my hand
As the heart in my chest
As cold to touch
As the gaze of love lost
The scent of alloyed blood
Marks you as here
Always with me
Iron through my palm
it’s ironic how ironic the word ironic is. not really. we’re supposed to be talking about iron. i burnt a shirt using an iron once. wait… iron is that metal. why do we call iron irons? iron man? he’s made of iron. but i like ironic.. how do you get from iron to ironic. WHAT siren sounds like iron
Ironing room. Where Mama spent her evenings–after supper was served and the kitchen was cleaned. A self-imposed exile of crisp shirt collars and a haze of spray starch.
iron is a source of mineral for the body. iron is usually percieved as a metal in the form of a bar. iron is expressed as fe in the periodic table. iron has been used in various situations such as ironman (movie), iron bar (energybar and circular bar) and ironman (marathon)
She picked up the iron, shoved it in his face and screamed, “I don’t need you! You’re the WORST thing that happened to me!” He cried, walking away with his half burnt face.
Her heart, steeled and protected. No one could hurt her. She was invincible, unbeatable, invulnerable.
But she was also alone.
will in soft earth water fire still….enjoy the rust:
The pile of washing was there on the floor, I could feel it looking at me. Demanding that I pick up the iron and get on with removing the wrinkles. But I could not consider that at such a time. Surely I had to sort out the wrinkles in my life first.
All i can think of when i see the word ‘iron’ is ironing! I really hate ironing clothing, does this make me a bad person?! I really hope i don’t marry someone who expects a 1950s housewife, because i can’t cook either…
mu mom says i lack iron in my bloddstream. for that reason she thinks i’m so exhausted alllll the time! no matter how much sleep i get, i always want MORE!
I iron my clothes and try not to burn holes in them. I had an accident recently. iron stain on my new fancy pants. just bought, never worn, now i look cheap. i gotta learn some iron tips.
hey iron how are u? ı m a human can we be friend, ah why ı m behaving like a alone man, no no no just ı wonder about you because u can make me iron too , about a toughness, go iron go go go heheheh, come go go come
smoothing out the wrinkles with a heated metal weight. if only you could do that to your life it would be fantastic would it not. to glide over the complicated parts of your existence and fold them neatly into a drawer
He thought she might be made of iron, the strength of her. Backbone, heart, soul. All of it, stronger than he could imagine. How she could suit herself to the varied needs of those around her. She was proving herself tougher than he had realized, coming back from the hell she had known. But unlike iron, he knew she was anything but common.
He was, completely and purely, in awe of everything that she was.
red, mineral. good for your health, 4 letters
can be found near water too much iron can be bad
….
thats all i got
“The iron is certainly in the fire now! Why on earth did you have to tell him what we were working on! You know good and well that he will try and interfere in some manner!”
Everything came to a still. The mark was so cold; so, so cold it burned, and she saw it eat her shirt and then, for a nanosecond, come to a standstill before her flesh, as though hesitant about whether or not it should–could it? would it? It would, and it did; it bit her, sunk her teeth into her, slapped her warmly and silently into an obedient quiet.
She looked up; he stared; an unreasonable anger made him believe that this was okay.
She fainted.
It was a bitter sweet taste. He let the liquid flow into his mouth steadily, savoring every drop. He looked up at the mirror seeing a drop sliding down his lip. Delicious.
The lack of iron in her veins rendered her tired and washed out. She looked down past her swelling belly at the toddler playing on the floor. She wondered how she would ever cope with another little being. The mess just seemed to spread from sunup to sundown and her unappreciative husband seemed to care little about the things that occured between these times.
I have the iron lung, I have the iron tongue.
God bless the fire bomb, god bless the crazy ones
They spit on iron mics, they helped me see the light
I am the iron lung, I don’t test the iron gun
Metal, an product to be used to press our garments, iron is converted to steel for many use
is hard and stupid. iron is making an iron man. stupid iron man. iron sounds like irony. we have iron in our blood. i have no more ideas.
a type of element found on the scientific table of elements. it is a mineral and is good for developing muscles. it can typically be found in meat such as chicken, turkey etc.
on a very hot day i was ironing my clothes. Iron here is just a tool for clean clothes. But iron also stands for the metal iron. It is a very strong metal and it is also
dont be iron , iron is a simply a tool to beat some people, when ı have a iron ı will throw it until hear a big sound from it , sometimes ı feel myself like a iron , as if ı am a iron man but dont afraid of me , you can melt me!
iron and wine. Iron and wine. Iron and wine, it tastes like a penny, dropped in the ocean and turns to greenish blue after awhile, picked up by an old man salivating on the becah, iron and wine, iron and wine, and he is dressed in a nice outfit, a formal outfit that is soaked and covered with sand
iron metal prongs like cold steel only hot and silver like a disco dress that i saw once in the window of a thrift store. it struck me dead like it was from the closet of some mother turned waitress from the good old days. the days of sunny fields and hidden beer cans and smoking out car windows, your scarf ends trailing in the wind
I slammed the hot iron down on my wrinkled skirt and wept. Another city, another cold hotel room, another disappointment. What was the point in going to the conference tomorrow? Why look nice? Why did I keep trying so hard?
it can be metallic, an element, something born not of man but of this earth, this galaxy. it can be strong and tough and used in making things good and bad and in between. it was here before us, in mines and in the ground, and it will last long after we are gone.
An iron will, an iron fist…the iron curtain? I’m not sure I really like what I’m associating with iron as it’s mostly rather tyrannical. I think that I’ll wait for the next word to come around for a better response.