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    Pass the emotion of sin

    so I can indulge, The desire of what man calls lust, Just one touch, One drink, One smoke, I long for it all, The whispers calling me fed up with the pain, No one can insulate my desires because I strive for the most, Call me sick but that I am not, Ill I am diseased...
    deleted deleted 26-30 3 Responses Feb 28

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    Drown happily Release his soul Suffer in

    silence Learn to let go Welcome the pain Again and again Collect the tears Forget the years Take back my heart Smiling as I fall apart Begin once more As life shuts that door Open another See whats inside Fearful of looking Wanting to hide....... -SK
    StolenKisses StolenKisses 36-40, F 2 Responses a week ago

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    My new book The Manalapan Connection is live on

    Kindle and soon to be on Nook. Both of these systems have apps downloadable for most devices (PC, tablet, and phone)Searchable under the title name. 
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 8 Responses Dec 20, 2014

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    Write. Not just because you have to say

    something. Write. Because you have SOMETHING to say.
    KaleidoscopeMoment KaleidoscopeMoment 36-40, F 2 Responses Jan 21

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    Electricity flows when you touch my

    skin traveling its softness again and again hands grasping thighs as I close my eyes.. lips like warm petals searching for heat a wet yearning tongue.. a spark as lips meet.. hands roam through hair as sounds escape responding to every sigh you make.. heartbeats racing...
    StolenKisses StolenKisses 36-40, F a week ago

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    I have been posting many of my writings today

    and lately to my domain. Here's a tiny poem I wrote about my love. He's my American beauty, curly-haired cutie He's my nickel, he's my lifeline He's my never-ending fairy tale, I'm his guiding sail He's my tickle, he's the reason for my rhyme
    loveismyfriend loveismyfriend 36-40, F Jun 23

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    I love to write, but you would never know it by

    my profile because I hardly ever post them on my own id. I love writing in my journals about my feelings and how the days effect me as they happen, but those are for my eyes only. I write a lot of romantic short stories, mostly fictional, but some are based on real life and...
    1CreativeVirtuosa 1CreativeVirtuosa 41-45, F 2 Responses 6 days ago

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    Suffering from the 'Writer's Block'.

    .. Any suggestions Marvelous Writers and Gorgeous Writeresses out here ?????
    themercator themercator 22-25, M 5 Responses 2 days ago

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    I wish I could write my way under your skin

    Using words to seduce my way in Into your lungs On the tip of your tongue Into your blood Collecting dust On the shelves of your soul Where no one else goes I wish I could find The way into your mind You remind me of that perfect line When the ocean meets the sky...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 7 Responses Dec 11, 2014

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    Did I meet my best friend?

    This is for real God made this person For my heart to know and feel Platonic and romantic Soulful, galore I was given bait I bit and want more I am feeling pretty good He's been here for me and I'm understood He is nice and he does more than suffice He is intense and his...
    loveismyfriend loveismyfriend 36-40, F Jun 22

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    This is a tiny portion of a long poem I wrote

    about the man I love, using the currency of the nickel as a symbol in the poem. My nickel is priceless You can't spend it because it's mine My nickel has been sculpted by God But I don't put it on a pedestal or in a shrine
    loveismyfriend loveismyfriend 36-40, F Jun 23

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

    can say, but what we are unable to say. -- Anais Nin
    CoffeeFlavoredKisses CoffeeFlavoredKisses 46-50, F 3 Responses Dec 21, 2014

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    "SOMEWHERE" What you feel,

    is differently from what she feels...as your lips hang heavy, she tries not to fall in love. Too late, she pulls you closer to her body... whispers I'm trying to let it show but I don't wanna let this go..
    Peaceloveflowerchild Peaceloveflowerchild 18-21, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    And I want my last breath With your mouth on

    mine The taste of your kiss Our tongues entwined All of my demons Submissive to you Watching you gently Break me in two I want to feel your pain Driving into me Because I self destruct So beautifully I'll play the martyr Just erase this ache Kiss me harder Let...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 4 Responses Oct 14, 2014

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    This human world is a cold

    and crazy place, yet beautiful and exciting. And to live in this world, you need to fight. You need to get stronger. And to get stronger, you need to feel pain and agony. In order to get wiser and harder, you need heartbreaks. In order to be happy, you need to experience sadness...
    Pain24 Pain24 13-15, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    You say it's love. You say it hurts

    so much. But could it really be love when all you've done from the start is be afraid? The fear of ending up hurt never left your mind. It made you vicious. The fear crept towards your heart until it became cruel. It taught you to strike back, to strike first. It didn't give him...
    heymarie heymarie 18-21, F 1 Response Jun 23

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    As crazy as it seems I borrow you in my

    dreams I reluctantly give you back When my eyes wake to the sun Floating through my day day dreaming my life away Wondering about your touch Craving you so very much My guess is that you taste of sweet But I long for you to taste of me At the end of the day when I'm Falling...
    StolenKisses StolenKisses 36-40, F a week ago

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    In order to rise above monsters,

    we have to abandon our humanity... What we fight, we become.
    Pain24 Pain24 13-15, F 1 day ago

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    Here is a tiny portion of a poem I wrote about

    the man I love and I use precious rocks as symbols in the poem. He is the boulder when I need that friendly shoulder He is the paved bridge when I need help crossing the raging river, even just a smidge He is the diamond of my days and he helps me sparkle in my own way He is...
    loveismyfriend loveismyfriend 36-40, F Jun 23

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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, 2014

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    Your running too fast darling.

    I can't keep up I can see you there in the distance Wait for me! My legs are moving but I seem to be going so slow Do you hear me calling your name? The mist is enveloping I can't see my hands Your form is disappearing I think you've gone too far ahead I am lost I am alone
    RoseC67 RoseC67 46-50, F 3 Responses Dec 8, 2014

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    Under the deep blue sky,

    on a day of April, with lively trees and noisy birds around me, I met her. The breeze was rushing and the golden rays of the sun were running through her thick black hairs, making it shiny and silky. Her smile, which was brighter and warmer than the sun itself, stroke right...
    Pain24 Pain24 13-15, F 1 Response 4 days ago

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    I write because paper always listens

    and never interrupts.
    saintluci saintluci 31-35, F 1 Response Jan 12

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    I write a lot of things,

    I am working on a couple of novels, they come from the brain and require discipline. I write erotica which id born out of passion and comes from your soul. But poetry comes from the heart and is born out of pain and despair. You will seldom meet a happy poet. Especially right...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 4 Responses Nov 2, 2014

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    To you I am invisible Even

    though I'm beautiful Even though my souls for sale My dark skin slowly going pale The rush of my blood going stale I can rise like a Phoenix From ashes to freedom A goddess like Venus But you'll never see this I am merely a formality Abstract from your reality And I...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 1 Response Jan 8

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    So I started writing a piece

    for a creative writing class during my senior year of high school. I'm forgetting the subject, but it became a sort of dystopian novel (I absolutely love the genre, Brave New World and A Handmaids Tale being two of my favorites) I became so enthralled with it that the piece I...
    Ginkofishin Ginkofishin 18-21, F 1 Response 3 days ago

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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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    Well, IAMX and sex scenes are fun.

    I'm going good on a story.
    SpookBatty SpookBatty 13-15, T 3 days ago

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    Half the rate is half a pound Beating

    for days with that ferocious sound To watch and wait for numbers to move To watch and wait for that ugly bruise That forms to you and keeps you awake Because your heart is pounding and your chest cavity aches Get on those feet! Who cares if you lose sleep It's all about the...
    SylenaEverlasting SylenaEverlasting 16-17, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    You don't want me .. The road to my heart is

    busted glass A spinning compass A shredded map Your fingertips across my lips You'd get Tiny little slivers Piercing skin With the shards left from words That I spoke in reverse Mixed anger with hurt And you tasted it first Open my mouth and the devil comes out My...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 5 Responses Dec 23, 2014

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    I look at the clock, The seconds feel like

    minutes, Minutes feel like hours, Hours feels like days. When will the time speed up? Will it ever speed up? The uncertainty is driving me insane, I want the seconds to feel like seconds! The minutes to feel like minutes! When my eyes are open it's like an unending day, But...
    ItsJustBryce ItsJustBryce 13-15, M 4 Responses Dec 3, 2013

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    She calls out to you Provoking fear

    Screaming til Your mind is clear Speaking truth Severing your solitude You hear her Calling out to you Temptation Damnation Your salvation Lies deep in her eyes Between her thighs Absolve the mediocrity With a pain so deep Rage becomes need Your illusions lie...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 2 Responses Dec 4, 2014

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    My silent obsession Pin ******

    and cold sweat Move across my untouched flesh My bruises are fading And I'm contemplating Ways to entangle myself in your web Cold air in my face and I only taste you Unfair , but I wait and I crave only you A sickness of desire And scenes in my mind Your touch gets me...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 6 Responses Feb 23

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    A goblin strolling through the flowered moor.

    His four legged beast by his side. His mind thinking of others, those that cannot care for themselves. His heart full of romance and hidden desires. The quiet sounds of nature let his mind wander. To a fairy full of dreams from a different land. The fairy dreams of a...
    FairytaleDreams FairytaleDreams 36-40, F 2 Responses Jun 23

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    lax26magcon lax26magcon 13-15, F 6 days ago

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    My stories come from my heart

    and my body is just the pretty shell.
    Cinnamongrl Cinnamongrl 46-50, F 2 Responses Oct 1, 2014

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    Try to define this hole in my chest Like the

    cage on my heart Beneath my breast Piercing my ribs with every breath I'm left and dead set on what I regret You deny my pain like I'll suffer less Drive me insane and tore off my dress To spill the words I couldn't say They dance on my tongue Like birds of prey...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 9 Responses Nov 24, 2014

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    Like the winds of change flowing through the

    trees I can no longer feel your love for me.. your beautiful heart that would beat so strong Every time we would meet, is now heard only in the distance and no longer on my cheek..... I used to feel your love so strong in every Word you spoke... In every sweet song... Now I...
    StolenKisses StolenKisses 36-40, F a week ago

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    Broken heart hangover We can be the cure If I

    let him go ; let go of her We can't let go unless we're sure For something that can dislocate Something cold to numb the ache Something to be our next mistake Something like love lying in wait Satans got his eyes on me With marked intent , selfishly The cross I wear...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 7 Responses Nov 14, 2014

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    We have this one night baby

    so we have to do this right. My love for you is so strong, I can no longer fight.. I want to leave you breathless and I want only you. I want to be breathless when I leave here too. Run my fingers through the hair on your chest Give you my all.. give you my best.. Suck on your...
    StolenKisses StolenKisses 36-40, F 1 Response a week 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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    This fire, is coursing through my veins,

    longing, desire, might just drive me insane. As i sit here, my heart races, aches, as i imagine her embrace, I do not know her appearance, i have never seen her face. I trust that i will find her, I must after all, to retain my sanity, it will take all of my...
    IntoTheHorizon95 IntoTheHorizon95 18-21, M 1 Response Jun 24

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    I would offer my skin

    as a formality Because I ache to feel you inside of me .. Copyright Poetic Angel / angelofthesilencess 2014
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 4 Responses Nov 9, 2014

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    Lipstick in my pocket Perfume on my wrist Walk

    into the party Find your name on the list Sitting down beside you Sends shivers up my spine Want to reach out and kiss you But you are not mine... Every time you look my way My heart lights up with fire Wanting so badly to whisper your way That you are my deepest desire...
    StolenKisses StolenKisses 36-40, F 1 Response a week 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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    I walked out in the world

    and dreamt I was a feather. A little white feather. Not perfect but small twisted and worn. Still beautiful. Delecate and soft like a fragile snowflake. The wind lifted me up in the sky. The wind pushes me forward twisting and spinning. I get dizzy. I float for miles...
    RoseC67 RoseC67 46-50, F 6 Responses Oct 22, 2014

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