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I Express Myself Through Writing

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    Recipe for a struggling soul.

    .. First take your tales and throw them to the sky About everything you think has made or makes you…you Let it be absorbed by the blue air  To find yourself in what remains Then sit in your new found lightness Freedom writ on silence And turn and face the sun Letting...
    Faerylight Faerylight 41-45, F 8 Responses Jun 3

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    Drowsy from the lingering essence of nights

    realmI stretch my feminine form into tautnessCurves blending into morningI sense his presenceEven before my nostrils pick up the trail of scentAnd the heat that emanates from his rugged formA low guttural growl penetrates my earsand in an instant rough hands grip my warm...
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 10 Responses Jun 25

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    I wish to remain unwashed,

    to always inhale the traces of your sillage, senses chasing it across my incalescent flesh.. drawing, flushing everything dark and wild inside of me, out into your direction..
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 7 Responses Dec 4, 2014

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    I Like My Work.

    Someone asked me what I do for a living. The following is a letter I wrote telling him a little about my work history. He told me it is a  great story and would make a good movie. I laughed and said that it would gross fifteen cents at the box office. I said I could prove it. I...
    Serenitree Serenitree 70+, F 34 Responses Jan 7, 2012

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    Lord Of Darkness

    A soft echo of a long forgotten voice whispers to me Down through the ages From the old days The ancient ways Whispers.. Of long dusty days in the warm sun Where long shadows hang on worn mellow cobblestones Twisted paths leading into fragrant lavender fields That sway in...
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 11 Responses May 9, 2013

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    Why We Must Remain....Perfect Strangers

    The stride is long and confident, sometimes deliberate, down this path of life. Boot straps are wound tightly concealing the foot aches from journeying many many miles of discovery. The hat brim is drawn down to protect you from these sky blue eyes, an overcoat flaps in the...
    Mrperfectstranger Mrperfectstranger 51-55, M 4 Responses Nov 20, 2013

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    I have learned to simply refrain from

    expressing my fears and pain to her. Having them met with a silent disdain offers me no comfort or relief and no doubt adds to her discomfort by being asked for a level of intimacy that she is emotionally incapable of participating in. I use writing as my release, I write...
    GJOFJ3 GJOFJ3 56-60, M 4 Responses Jul 12, 2014

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    She closes her eyes and listens to the sound of

    the wind rustling through the trees. She lets the darkness envelop her as tears slowly make their way down her cheeks… She loves night time… the darkness, the quiet… the odd sound from a bird in the trees, a cricket chirping now and then… otherwise, just silence… and...
    Cherbelle Cherbelle 41-45, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    fearful of futures.

    ..love to give up wish to escape...from selling coffins in present...and wanting one imprisoned by needs...society's code i hate my job..i really hate it what if i loose it... afraid to enjoy some beauty some joyful moments...have to come back to the cave in search for...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 2 hrs ago

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    My soul is like a wave,

    Drawn ever towards youSwirling in shades of aquaComing to you alwaysLike the shimmering smoke of my burning..
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 12 Responses Jan 20

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    I do not write when I'm happy.

    When I'm happy I live.
    aurora11 aurora11 31-35, F 5 Responses Jan 16

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    "As the wind traveling over the plains and the

    plateaus.. over the seas and over the grounds, with the clouds and through the leaves of the trees, along with the wings of the birds, i wander to be felt, ..and yet when i'm still, can't be felt, can't be perceived.." said the ever-present Air. "As the breeze, flowing softly...
    DropsOfRain DropsOfRain 22-25, F 4 Responses 4 days ago

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    A few weeks ago my wife

    and I had the unexpected opportunity to have dinner alone. At the last moment our kids had made last minute plans and would be away for the night. We usually can't agree on much but we can always agree on this one particular restaurant. It's a little mom & pop hole in the...
    SirLaughalots SirLaughalots 36-40, M 7 Responses Apr 26, 2014

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    I unbind the corset of my heart

    and surrender to you the tie.
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 10 Responses Feb 22, 2014

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    urge to change one into you answer

    for freedom..existence to look things your way, with old ripped dirty shoes on fly into your way..dark or joyous the solution to everything is to become a light even if you only see in the dark the need..wanting them to be in the same lane strange selfishness...other to...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 2 days ago

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    I

    long to curl my soft warm femininity into your strong rugged manlinessuntil the lines blur and melt into one..
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 22 Responses Dec 7, 2013

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    making sense of it all the equations gifted to

    the living feeling, expecting..doing the chores silent yet so many opinions in the mind try..wait..think..hope..convincing the voices within even though the more we lived we feel more dead inside perfecting the art of deception everything's fine..the path in which we all...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 4 days ago

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    Quietly lurking in the shadowed safety of the

    trees of anonymity, I write the words of love you inspire in my soul. Then at dusk I gently toss them along the path, hoping you will find them like unexpected wild flowers growing free. I care not who they remind you of, I only care that they make you smile, and add a bit of...
    GJOFJ3 GJOFJ3 56-60, M 27 Responses Feb 1

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    dark age slipping into those strange unknown

    voids evolved eclipse roaming above perspectives of loneliness in the corners in we lived and created a new age where no man has gone before alienation of conscious and relation there isn't any space ship left to take me and satisfy designed fate..futures sinking into...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 3 days ago

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    I love it when your lips touches my forehead,

    kiss my eyes and your nose rubbing my nose. Going down lip lock, tongue loves each other. Neck is tickled, my ponytail in your hand. My eyes are closed. Your hands are so so busy and lips too. Let's don't share to others what happened next. Ssshhh... You know prince, I love the...
    femina femina 26-30, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Here I am on this journey ordained by God,

    the spiritual path that will lead to many things of benefits to others and myself. For years I have grown wiser, stronger, more introspective, loving, in tune with emotions and more inner worldly in general. Now at the climax of this ride, I am experiencing a roller coaster of...
    QuietFreedom QuietFreedom 18-21, M 1 Response 2 days ago

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    A little something I wrote awhile back.

    Its featured on my deviantart account. ^^ The sunset rises above the horizon, a faint whisper mumbles from the shadows. "As ones life begins one is taken away. A simple circle of life and death, as our life as been pre-destined those who live with someday die.
    SnowVixen SnowVixen 22-25, F 1 Response Jul 20

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    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F 4 Responses Nov 19, 2014

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    another day another story cherishing the hate

    gifted to us knowing more, making all pointless what makes sense is silence in which we judge ourselves and living in the prison we created through our experinces of life expecting all what strengthen the walls of prison in which we curse and torture save, run, pills...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 1 Response 5 days ago

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    It's easy to see, this heart

    and soul connection that exists between you and I. It's there, every minute of the day. It is evident in your smile, the way you light up in my presence. You show me glimpses of yourself despite the fact you are one of the most guarded people I know. Beautiful eyes that can't...
    lavendersea lavendersea 41-45, F 8 Responses 3 days ago

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    i do what i can maybe

    if get more sunny days i can do more damage to the wall of noise and slay the demons who roam outside sadly i am trapped in my own chaos endless grey in my shadow lives truth is we feel more when we're down and see more if we live underground outside is very strange..if...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 3 days ago

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    Melody

    Some sweet timeless melody comes drifting Echoing down through the corridors of time Like an old abandoned memory Lost in the layered pages of my mind.
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 6 Responses Nov 20, 2013

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    For My Fellow Man

    Like so many of you, I am trying to sell myself like a ***** to a company that will discard me like the ***** I am when they’re done with me. I will function in the hive complex, aspiring to achieve a meaningless title in a company..so that I can live a life of comfort. This is...
    SilenceEvermore SilenceEvermore 22-25 15 Responses Feb 28, 2013

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    let's travel on music.

    ..it will take us to so many places..just feel the voice..the music which complete and destroy the functions in we believe light and dark...pushing us to fly and hit the ground...with soothing melodies nobody's alone in this world...music is your friend...one that knows...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 2 Responses 5 days ago

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    Who am I? Who should I ask,

    I wonder. How many people do I have to ask in order to find out? Can't just ask myself?
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F 1 Response 4 days ago

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    You know what your problem is?

    You're smart. Too smart. You over think, because your mind moves at a million miles a minute.. You're sad, because you're not fooled by the world like everyone else. You don't get along with most people, because they just don't look at things the way yo do. You think you're dumb...
    Tonia248 Tonia248 51-55, F 2 Responses Feb 22

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    Loneliness Everyone can say they are lonely.

    Married people talk about their loniness, but only a single person can know true solitude, the aloneness of the morning midnight hours, when the paper delivery man drives his noisy, broken down Suburu station wagon through the cul-de-sac, and tossing newspapers he's rolled and...
    jaymepopejoy jaymepopejoy 56-60, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    precious hate running through our veins.

    ..our child we loved..and created in us feeding it more everyday...knowing more and breeding more...in the graveyard of soul it's so real..that we can't shake it stare at their deaths...feed the hunger to feel alive...their demise...your glory of the beast...which never...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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    It's just the two of us - I feel his presence.

    He stands just close enough that my body becomes aware, senses heighten. There is a shiver in the air. My body responds instinctively. I know what will happen if I allow my hand to drift towards him. I can already feel his body pressing into me, feel the cold wall...
    aurora11 aurora11 31-35, F 11 Responses Mar 16

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    A few weeks ago I was talking with a friend

    and she made a statement that made me think about some hard times in my life. I'm not sure what we were texting about or why but she said, "I'm glad for the tough times in my past because it's made me who I am today". It also reminded me of a story I read many years ago. I...
    SirLaughalots SirLaughalots 36-40, M 8 Responses Jul 6, 2014

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    i tried to live like you do it wasn't

    satisfying...seem like a fog you loved to dive into the goals..the patterns in which you function so called normal everything normal behavior..and when you became bored you come to me...to tell me what i know already and went back to the living creating more webs to live...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 6 days ago

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    there is no such thing as nothing left to

    lose there always is..something we have in us...we once loved even some sweet moments of joy which filled our soul with butterflies its easy i get it...to get far from the poisoning mist in which breathe and suffocate our whole existence nothing matters...nothing is...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M a week ago

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    It was in that moment

    when the crowd was the largest, the throng the most raucous..He came back to me, galloping recklessly through the recesses of my mind. Rare and sublime one who came out of the quiet shadows months ago. The one with a heart of a gentleman and the spirit of a wolf. More radiant...
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 6 Responses 2 days ago

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    i see you with what you're

    and you will become but you see them as delusions..my insanity to tell you, what you're now is what you detest one day...maybe not..maybe you like this way like all the normal beings floating in the hive of pushing, pretending, killing for pleasure, closing eyes to the...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 6 days ago

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    you can't find one who don't

    even know where they're you will be loved and destroyed by me all is well around me..except within me seconds of melancholic void maybe i feel nothing..what i experience is nothing but the void and its destructive atmosphere in zombified state trying to do the chores of...
    anotherclone anotherclone 26-30, M 6 days ago

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    A Scene From The Twilight Zone

    Today was a special day, my first day on a new job. Doing something that would be rewarding and please me. Lets call her Alice, my new boss. One of the "must-do" was never to smoke while I was there for any reason. No problem, I don't smoke that much to worry. Then it was do not...
    MorningBreeze MorningBreeze 56-60, F 22 Responses Mar 21, 2013

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    A candle, the special occasion,

    when the light and fragrance of warmth transform the atmosphere of desire to a central burning light to the meaning that matters. You.
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F a week ago

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    Standing upon the precipice Waters rushed over

    the edge Dividing lines and ticking time A race nobody wins We're simply Human All striving for survival Making decisions, choices, where to go? Who to be? Am I the 'fittest'? Am I doing what's right for Me? But who really knows? The journey's effort; life's unknown In the...
    OnShiningStars3 OnShiningStars3 26-30, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Angry tears burn in a way

    that anguished tears don't. Leaving acidic track marks as a sign you have been truly broken. Fury emanates from every fiber of the being...eating you up, scorching and destroying until the humanity you had is consumed with hateful rage. You try to suppress it; align the outer...
    Saintlysinner Saintlysinner 31-35, F 19 Responses Feb 2

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    The road ahead.... She stood there.

    . Unable to see the road ahead.. Fears, doubts came running from behind and pushed her hard. She fell down.. but slowly stood up again with all her strength.. Yet she was unable to see the road ahead.. Was it bcoz of the thick fog or her own tears clouding her eyes.. She wanted...
    deleted deleted 26-30 4 Responses Jan 15, 2014

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    I thought i only write

    when i was down. when something hit me hard, then i could scribble all that, documented those rough times in a book or any writing material. I thought i might had express myself better in written words, more than verbal. when afew of my counsellors back then kinda 'got confused...
    sommersjo sommersjo 36-40, F 6 days ago

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