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    TALES FROM THE DARK SIDEDark HallwaysCracked

    WallsStreaks of light escaping inwardHer lifeless body laying thereNaked and bruised.Life for her had been difficult since birthNo one knew the extent of itNo one really cared to even askYet they knew she had troublesHer painThey did love her.Even with all her strugglesHer heart...
    IrisROE IrisROE 56-60, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    The Open Book

    Does anyone here have a blog where others can read your stuff?  If anyone is interested I have posted two short chapters of one of my recent stories, its called 'Something Evil This Way' and I will probably be posting a new chapter this weekend.  I would love any kind...
    jesyka jesyka 31-35, F 2 Responses Sep 1, 2007

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    I lurk in the shadows,

    Hiding from the world, I used to be on top of it all, But now I'm tumbling down. I hold out my hand for you to grab, But you let me fall. Down I go, Falling for eternity, Because I trusted that you would have my back, Instead here I am, Hiding in the shadows, To scared to let...
    usarmyrangers usarmyrangers 13-15, M Jan 20

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    I sat down to write but the words wouldn't

    come I reached into my heart to find it was numb Ive already said all the things that i can For the last time i spoke them out loud, you ran Ive listened to lies as you spoke them so true I believed in your words as i so often do I fell for your games as you played me so well...
    rella27 rella27 36-40, F 2 Responses Jan 12

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    "Early morning dawn" The ice cold chill from

    my single pain window woke me from a dead slumber. I lay in bed cocooned in the down comforter listening to the rain pitter patter outside. The slate grey cloud cover blankets the early morning sky and my mind wanders off into the idea of rain wetting and cleansing the earth...
    writingmyrelease writingmyrelease 26-30, F 5 days ago

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    ... How?...

    .. How ? Please tell me how ... .. How can I smile If you don't ? .. How can I laugh If you always cry ? .. How can I breathe If you're badly hurt ? .. How can I sleep If you daily suffer ? .. How can my heart beat If your heart is bleeding ? .. How can I not think of you...
    Hope1001 Hope1001 18-21, F 1 Response Apr 14, 2013

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    From now on...ending a sentence with a

    preposition is not something I will put up with. 😁
    Pinky65 Pinky65 46-50, F 6 Responses 1 day ago

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    i saw a poster hanging in the school about a

    writing contest. i absolutely love writing, so i decided to enter. - God is always pictured as an old man with white hair and a beard. He and Santa Clause actually have a lot in common. They were both believed in and not believed in. It was odd. I thought about this once, when...
    absenceofsound absenceofsound 13-15, F 1 Response 3 days ago

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    People think they know me,

    they see me as shy, dumb and invisible. But that's not me, to be honest no one really knows who I am, people think they know what I am thinking and what I would do in most situations, and most of the time they are wrong. I'm at that horible age when your not sure what the future...
    cantpick cantpick 18-21, F 5 Responses May 12

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    I wrote this poem when I was talking with my

    depressed, suicidal friend who's dying from a disease. =============================================== I'm a butterfly without wings I'm a bird that can't fly I'm a seeing dog that's lost it's eyes Just leave me be and let me die. I'm as cold as ice now anyways I've lost my...
    Riukkuyo Riukkuyo 18-21, F Sep 17

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    Murdered Love! Never did she dream Her

    happiness would conclude Fall apart in a destructive whisper Reality determined to have it's day Never would she have imagined A life without her one love But unknowing isn't possible The knowledge branded inside her brain Never would she have believed possible A feeling...
    zanyzoey zanyzoey 36-40, F 1 Response 3 days ago

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    anyone want to write a research paper

    for me? I'm over stressed about his ******* thing
    RavenRena17 RavenRena17 18-21, F 1 Response 3 days ago

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    “The role of a writer is not to say what we

    can all say, but what we are unable to say.” ― Anaïs Nin
    ThePinkP0werRanger ThePinkP0werRanger 26-30, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    Memoirs of a 1000 days A 1000 days of

    ecstasy 1000 days overwhelmed by love and happiness
    akhilsnath akhilsnath 22-25, M 1 Response 5 days ago

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    Where Is My Little Sweet Poem ?

    As the crescent appears on the night skyAt the lovely sight, my mind jumps to a highThe moment I spot your shadow, I know it's youMy heart shines and says this moment is true.Where, where is my little poem ?The one I wrote and folded in my dreamDid it dissolve between the...
    thoughtbubble thoughtbubble 36-40, M 2 Responses Jan 1, 2013

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    paths we take don't necessarily define us

    but perhaps the way we take in situations and circumstances may tend to reflect on our inner demons. some of the situations and circumstances that i deal with may seen crazy to others only because they have no clue. and maybe the way i reflect my demons, when they lurk outside...
    ShakenButNotBroken ShakenButNotBroken 18-21, F 1 Response Sep 21

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    Punctuation and gramar.

    . Call me old fashioned, but what is being taught in schools nowadays? I know that it is taught that content is the most important part of writing, not how it is written, but so much of what I read here and elsewhere I have trouble understanding. One sentence runs into another...
    OhGwyneth OhGwyneth 31-35, F 5 Responses Mar 25

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    im so ffreaking happy todaaaaaaaahy and crazy

    too lol xD anyway because im crazy tonight i should get the crazy outta me xD!!!! Because also i am LOVELESS xD i'll make a note to my future husband AKA my soulmate!!! xD So dude whoever you are all you need to do to impress me. is you should know how to coooooook xD because...
    MutedWords MutedWords 16-17, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    Concrete Walls

    Love..... I did not have the strength to scale your concrete walls. Clinging to the rope, I had no faith in myself. Beautiful gardens thrive inside, with roses, violets, and hibiscus. A coat of thick healthy grass, im sure, lines the tender ground underneath. Tall solid trees...
    DreamChristine DreamChristine 31-35, F 6 Responses Mar 28, 2013

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    So many things I can do

    when I write stories or poems. It's like your freedom spread onto a surface your words define. Words can transform the mood and tone of that moment, and when life doesn't allow something of your desires to happen, it can happen there. Detail lets your deepest feelings become...
    VeraRose VeraRose 13-15, F Sep 19

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    Who Am I?

    For those of you who don't know me, We already have something in common, I am a dreamer, A lost soul, Trying to find myself Through the shattered that was once my heart, Through the pain that sieges my body, Through the clouds that distract my every thought. I am a victim, Not of...
    usarmyrangers usarmyrangers 13-15, M 2 Responses Nov 11, 2013

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    I write. That is a bold statement

    as most people write to some degree. They write notes; they write checks and so forth. I write books, poems and especially erotica. By erotica, I don’t mean a description of body parts rubbing together; I have seen that a thousand times and frankly after a few of those I...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 6 Responses Jun 6

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    I hold my breath And count the stars I'm not

    quite sure Just where we are The strings have frayed And in my sleep I forget your name Plunging too deep It was never meant; Not a one night thing But there's someone else Whose song you sing I'd be better off If you were cruel; In the knowledge that I was just your tool I...
    CharlieBarrett CharlieBarrett 16-17, F 3 Responses Jun 14

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    I will keep you safe From the mess I've made I

    have sold my soul For that last phone call And the willows weep As I take the heat To our final leap Then I'll let you go I will be brave this time And I won't change my mind The road is clearer now You've broken all your vows I won't be dropping by To sell some alibi We're...
    valcas valcas 26-30, F 6 days ago

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    BUT...... I haven't written anything in a while.

    .. sort of in a writers slump...I have three stories started and going great... then I stopped... nothing... mind just doesn't want to dive back in... hope it doesn't last much longer.
    Traceavery Traceavery 61-65, M 5 Responses 2 days ago

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    @theyellowthoughts on instagram.

    Thats me. Writing is my way of everything.
    deleted deleted 26-30 Sep 20

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    I started writing poetry

    after my big brother died when I was 14 to find a way to express my feelings. But it wasn’t until 2013 when I started to actually publishing my poems on a blog. Before, I just never had the courage to share my deepest and mostly dark feelings with anyone. I was just writing...
    JustPatty JustPatty 31-35, F 1 Response Sep 17

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    "Early morning dawn" The ice cold chill from

    my single pain window woke me from a dead slumber. I lay in bed cocooned in the down comforter listening to the rain pitter patter outside. The slate grey cloud cover blankets the early morning sky and my mind wanders off into the idea of rain wetting and cleansing the earth...
    writingmyrelease writingmyrelease 26-30, F 5 days ago

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    I build characters based on people I know.

    Villians especially. I write my perception of who they are. I am the character in some of them, along with my true love that I have lost.
    BookWormMama BookWormMama 26-30, F 4 days ago

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    ~I Wonder~ I often wonder

    why it seems, the world is crueler than it means. The words you say really hurt, it makes my heart a lot more curt. Why do you make me strain my ears, you always make me quake in fear. I try to do what I'm told is best, but you think it's selfish and dumb none the less...
    DemonicHollow DemonicHollow 13-15, F 1 Response 16 hrs ago

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    Can You Touch Me? - Yes You Can!

      I started writing on a daily basis when I was a freshman in High School.  I had a teacher that was also a professor at a well known university.  He loved creative writing and journaling. His love of the written word soon was instilled in me. ...
    fungirlmmm fungirlmmm 41-45, F 63 Responses Mar 12, 2008

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    Finding Utopia The rain poured down on his

    black umbrella and black shoes. His black coat glistened with moistness, as did everyone else’s. People bustled around him on the busy city streets, they shoved, pushed, grunted, and cursed, yet they all continued to walk along in unison. ‘This is monotonous,’ he thought...
    LeZombitch LeZombitch 18-21, F 2 Responses Apr 7

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    What are the names of some suburbian towns in

    forresty areas? I'm trying to write a story lol
    strawberryletter22 strawberryletter22 18-21, F 1 Response Sep 21

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    "Early morning dawn" The ice cold chill from

    my single pain window woke me from a dead slumber. I lay in bed cocooned in the down comforter listening to the rain pitter patter outside. The slate grey cloud cover blankets the early morning sky and my mind wanders off into the idea of rain wetting and cleansing the earth...
    writingmyrelease writingmyrelease 26-30, F 5 days ago

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    "The Unmasking" I am wearing a mask,

    One with no color, You can still see my face, But I am still covering myself, Everyone has their own mask, No one is who they are, Were all hiding ourselves, lost in society, We may not realize it, But, Our masks can never come off, Society is of judging, Our masks hide the...
    usarmyrangers usarmyrangers 13-15, M 3 Responses Jan 7

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    Hey Guys (: Read My Story On Wattpad For Me

    Please. And Let Me Know What You Think. If You Like It Vote For It (: Here's The Link: http://www.wattpad.com/story/21014304-whats-done-in-the-dark
    Eriannaa Eriannaa 13-15, F 1 Response Sep 17

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    Here is a little something

    that I began to write: The night sky was dusky, starless, and silent. Puffs of coal-black clouds obstructed the moons radiating beams. It is very short. :)
    averiejune15 averiejune15 13-15, F 1 Response Sep 18

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    The memory... It was a beautiful cold

    morning and even though the sun was half-way in the sky, it was still quite cold and winter hadn't even started yet. There were a few scattered houses, but the view of the valley and the hills was so captivating, he just stood near the edge, mesmerized. Outwardly he...
    starlit11 starlit11 22-25, F 3 Responses May 7

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    living my life as i dreamt it to be.

    good and bad its all included .....i used to reach for the heavens in hopes to grab that one little star...until i realized that little star was me.but now im dreaming of a new beginning this one i feel is worth waiting. and i will wait as long as it takes until i reach the...
    ShakenButNotBroken ShakenButNotBroken 18-21, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    Just a reflection , a glimpse ,

    a little reminder That every where you look You find her When all the doors close the shadows remain Embrace the ache Savor the pain She's written on walls surrounding your heart The bitter end won't taste like the start The need inside , remains alive But your...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 3 Responses 4 days ago

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    Date A Girl Who Writes.

    Date a girl who writes. Date a girl who may never wear completely clean clothes, because of coffee stains and ink spills. She’ll have many problems with her closet space, and her laptop is never boring because there are so many words, so many worlds that she’s cluttered...
    Infinitiever Infinitiever 16-17, F 1 Response May 21, 2013

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    Real Life Or Fiction

    Does anyone else here daydream about a story they are writing?  I find myself so involved in something I am working on, that I literally walk around with my head in the clouds all day at work, and I can barely wait for the weekend when I can park it in front of my computer...
    jesyka jesyka 31-35, F 8 Responses Sep 1, 2007

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    Thoughts Of A Hopeless Romantic

    She’s a storm in my heart. 
 She’s the thunder. 
The lightning.
 The rain. 
 She’s everything I’m afraid of, and everything I love.
 She’s the rush of the wind. 
The warmth on my skin. The quivering of my bones.
 She’s the snow on my tongue...
    LunaKye LunaKye 22-25, F 3 Responses Aug 17, 2013

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    Writing is so transcendent.

    From what is in your heart or on your mind there is always something you can write about. You give yourself a voice, form opinions, and express yourself. You can even write the words you know you could never say. It is a form of escaping and expression for me and I write to my...
    Steffi627 Steffi627 18-21, F 2 Responses Sep 22

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    I’m not really a writer,

    but much more of an observer. I much rather read other stories, instead of writing my own. Although writing is one of my favorite ways to express myself. I should really scale up the volume of posting content on this site. I want to be a better writer and I strongly feel the...
    TheGreatLeveler TheGreatLeveler 22-25, M 6 Responses Feb 4

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    "Early morning dawn" The ice cold chill from

    my single pain window woke me from a dead slumber. I lay in bed cocooned in the down comforter listening to the rain pitter patter outside. The slate grey cloud cover blankets the early morning sky and my mind wanders off into the idea of rain wetting and cleansing the earth...
    writingmyrelease writingmyrelease 26-30, F 5 days ago

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    My Story For Sara And The Snowcat.

    My EP friends had asked me to add a story comment for Tassie's story Snowcat...It is about Sara and Snowcat visiting different countries and enjoying their journey. In my story Sara and Snowcat visits India for a bit... The original story is:EP Link I thought of saving my story...
    papri papri 26-30, F 5 Responses Dec 15, 2012

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    I started writing when I was 9 years old.

    I found myself hidden in a far corner, with pieces of paper and little tiny nubby pencils. Writing has always been my outlet and way of saying how I feel through poetry. Expressing oneself through words can be quite remarkable. Showing others that you are in sync with your...
    TooUnbearable TooUnbearable 36-40, F 2 Responses Sep 7

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    TRAIN WRECKS -  OUCH!

    Been talking to friendsWonderingWhy do people continue to flirt and even fall in loveWith someone that obviously screamsOf RED FLAGS.We see the train wreck heading towards usSpeed set to "insanity"We know it's gonna hurt like a bitchYetWe keep talking to them.Hoping.WHY?Well...
    IrisROE IrisROE 56-60, F 1 Response 3 days ago

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    This...

    I will admit that I am fearful. I am not ashamed of this and I do not regret it... because fear reminds me of my humanity, reminds me of caution, and spares me of my arrogance... Fear isn't something to ignore, it is merely another obstacle to embrace and overcome.
    MadamElle MadamElle 26-30, F 1 Response Sep 8, 2012

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    The Dream

    I saw u..my eyes dazzled by your glow.. my heart started racing and my mind stood still stunned by your beauty it had so much colours to fill so my mind took its time and i held my breath, and then i forgot to breath for moments that changed to days and days which turned to years...
    vogg vogg 22-25 3 Responses Sep 25, 2013

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    On Writing

    I absolutely love to write. Writing is my greatest passion. I have written more novels, short stories, screenplays, poems, songs, etc. by the age of 15 than most people could dream to write in a decade. Writing lets me get away from everything and just go into my own little world...
    PoeticRejection PoeticRejection 22-25, F 26 Responses Jun 15, 2007

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    Fate can be SO cruel Ever

    since I failed to save that little fly in my shower ive been experiencing the worst luck. I spent my day doing absolutely nothing, well, besides feeling sorry for myself of course. When I stepped into the steam I was surprised to see a new little fly in my shower. It scaled the...
    Dinorat Dinorat 18-21, F 7 Responses Jan 21

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