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I Love to Write Journals, Poetry, and I Used to

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    I want to be a writer one day.

    I want to publish a novel
    ggracec ggracec 13-15, F Aug 12, 2014

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    Writing

    I'm obsessed with writing.  I'm obsessed with words.  I used to write short stories, but after my mom died around 4 yrs. ago I quit writing them.  Besides I'm my own worst critic.  I read a lot and think everybody that writes books are way better than I am...
    sweetd sweetd 56-60, F 1 Response Jul 7, 2007

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    I journal, sketch, draw,

    anything that keeps me busy and let's me escape for a bit.
    katie1125 katie1125 22-25, F 1 Response Aug 12, 2014

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    I Love Writing

    i lurve writing! i write paragraphs in rainbow colours, I love collecting poems and quotes and write them in my journal... i still have journal i write my deepest feelings and emotions and the truth in the secret book of life and then i write anything whatever happens on...
    honeyXheart honeyXheart 18-21 1 Response Feb 1, 2009

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    I Love to Write

     however with  having wonderful sites like this ...I blog now instead of keeping a journal  and i dont have to worry about anyone in my family finding it  unless they know my  password  which they dont . I used to write poetry to ... But i guess i...
    starstruck2xtrme starstruck2xtrme 26-30, F 1 Response Jul 10, 2007

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    Blind Pig

    I wanted to share a poem I wrote a few years ago and hopefull get some feedback. I love to write and want to do more of it and maybe, who knows, be published one day. I hope you enjoy.On a farm in the south there lived a pigWho woke up every morning and danced a little jig.He...
    pupluv66 pupluv66 41-45, F 1 Response Apr 17, 2013

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    mattywheels25 mattywheels25 26-30, M 1 Response Mar 8

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    Here is something i wrote a few years back after a bit of a messy experience where i got played by a crazy woman. You and your lies: You and your lies, me and my dumbass cries I...
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    Since I was very young I have always liked to write. I used to write short stories but now I write poetry and about my life experiences and short paragraphs using prompts from a...
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    Broken Glass Mirrors I am a shy mental mute Who rarely ever likes to distribute my feelings And as if being different was bad enough I was an outcast I still have red marks and...
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    The Dizzyness: Looking back I see our Family The way we used to be The love and empathy It's crazy The dream went on Going day by day But what hurts is what we never got to say...
    SwiftMoonRising SwiftMoonRising 13-15, M 1 Response a week ago

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    My leather wings have grown so large. Sharpened horns make me ready to charge. Though I've decided to let you leave. It doesn't mean I put my heart on my sleeve. Because I no...
    LadyOfPuzzles LadyOfPuzzles 18-21, F 1 Response Mar 9

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    Perfection Why are we so obsessed with perfection? We're all gonna be old in the end. Even if we don't die old, we'll still look tired & used. Everyone gets abused, in their own...
    UnderTheSleeves UnderTheSleeves 13-15, F Mar 10

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    I was good for awhile, I really was.. But then I started thinking of everything we were. We used to be the best of friends. Now I feel like we were never close at all. Even in...
    UnderTheSleeves UnderTheSleeves 13-15, F Mar 3

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    Drifting away to a far off place I once knew, Where truth and honesty stood the test of time, Where substance and integrity mattered, A place where every man tried to stand for...
    johnny048 johnny048 46-50, M 1 Response Mar 4

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    Words. Words, what are they? Are they sweet like a kiss from a baby? Are they like swords used to slay? Are they honest like the change from rain to shine? Cold like a winters sky...
    UnderTheSleeves UnderTheSleeves 13-15, F 1 Response Mar 10

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    WORDS Sometimes it is better not to utter a word, And just open your ears up instead. For often we learn more by holding our tongue, And listen to what others have said. You...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 4 Responses Mar 13

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    LOST It happened many years ago, And though not gone away, Time helps memories fade a bit, With each new passing day. I was very young and wasn’t used, To all of life’s...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 1 Response Mar 18

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    What a fool I was By me What a fool I was you see, To think this land was truly free. As the darkness threatens to consume me, Smoke and fire's all I see. Close your eyes, open...
    cleone25 cleone25 18-21, T Mar 18

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    She smiled so brightly wearing her Spring bonnet, With all the beautiful flowers upon it, Her smile has reminded me of the season, Spring is now here for a reason, I used to...
    johnny048 johnny048 46-50, M 2 Responses Mar 20

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    MY FATHER’S HANDS My father’s hands, were strong and firm, But also rough as well. He used them for the work he did, And you could always tell. You could see the calluses...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 4 Responses 3 days ago

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    You were inhumed suspended in space surrounded by murky, fertile soil the nursery for a growth that was at once a flowering garden a verdant forest a steaming jungle but always...
    Auberon89 Auberon89 36-40, M 1 Response 2 days ago

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    The first words I want to say I tried many times to be nice and kind to many They allowed me to be apart of their lives Most of the times was only to take away my honor It’s my...
    AjaxJaxson AjaxJaxson 13-15, F Mar 19

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    ---- LIKE OR LIE ---- you were the reason of my lie yellow stain on my white tie you were the false light of my way which you thought was right which you took as bright but instead...
    Dobev Dobev 18-21, M 2 Responses Mar 13

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    She doesn't see what I see. To her, she's imperfection. She is dust on torn pages of books and broken hands on clocks that used to spin in lover's homes. To me, she is perfection...
    Sarabell00 Sarabell00 13-15, F 6 days ago

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    Only at school really. Some days it didn't upset me, but as time went on and I noticed that nobody wanted to play with me or talk to me, I became really sad. It hurts for me to...
    TheEnduringSunrise TheEnduringSunrise 18-21, F Mar 14

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    1. I write poetry and i write songs 2. Sometimes i like to hide inside my room and let the psycho me get relief. 3. I cant start a day without some hot tea starts brewing on my...
    annaambrose annaambrose 16-17 1 Response Mar 9

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    I had therapy today. I have it once a week. I feel like it went really well. I've been seeing this therapist for almost 2 years now. I've been to many therapists over the years...
    ChantelSurvived ChantelSurvived 22-25, F Mar 17

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    When were all very young, we tend to imagine wonderful things happening to us, or we fantasize and play with toys. I stopped playing with toys when I was probably 10, as of now I'm...
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