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I Love to Write

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    I really do. I loved english in high school

    and college, and I did get good grades. Now I want to make something great out of my writing, but I'm completely stuck. I'm still not sure what genre of writing I am best at, which is a big part of the problem. And plus, there is no one to really talk about writing with, since...
    SuperLemon SuperLemon 18-21, F 2 Responses Sep 13

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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 6 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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    I have a new blog on tumblr

    that has quotes, phrases and all sorts of writing. You should check it out if you love to write! In-short-sentences.tumblr.com
    EmptyAgain EmptyAgain 18-21, F 1 Response a week ago

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    I do write my own stories

    and I'm actually working on a book right now, but J also love to write songs. I can't really compose music very well but I love writing lyrics. Here's one of my songs. 1. Plain Weird Plain Weird Verse 1: I talk in gibberish I move around all skiddish My mind is all over I...
    GreenDayIsBae GreenDayIsBae 13-15, M 1 Response a week ago

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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 4 days ago

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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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    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...
    usarmyrangers usarmyrangers 13-15, M 4 Responses Dec 3, 2013

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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 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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    My friends think I should write a story about a

    boss and his new secretary make it like a 50 shades thing lol ... Maybe I'll use my teacher and myself as the main characters
    FlyMeToTheMoon708 FlyMeToTheMoon708 18-21, F 4 Responses a week ago

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    Writing is so amazing.

    Writing allows me to express the things I can never find the words to say.
    picses2222 picses2222 13-15, F Sep 11

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    Holograms Of Who You Are

    Like a sandcastle on the beach that you have to constantly remold as the waves change its shape, we are constantly changing. We're not the same people we were ten minutes ago, and during the course of our lives, tectonic shifts in our makeup occur. These iterations of our being...
    effervescence effervescence 26-30, M 5 Responses Feb 13, 2013

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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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    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 2 days ago

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    @theyellowthoughts on instagram.

    Thats me. Writing is my way of everything.
    deleted deleted 26-30 3 days 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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    And with the fire in your eyes You could've lit

    up the sky But you chose to burn me instead And yet after all that I can still say I love you again
    cicizzle cicizzle 13-15, F Sep 11

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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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    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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    "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 5 days ago

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    "As long as you look

    for someone els to validate who you are by seeking their approval, you are setting yourself up for disaster.
    Zelaleme Zelaleme 46-50, F 2 Responses Sep 15

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    Afterglow

    Two bodies tangled up in the middle of a king size bed. Tiny shafts of light slicing thru the darkness. This eyes opens but he dare not move. He does not want her to wake. Even in her sleep she smiles. The glow of last night shinning off her skin. The scent of lavander and roses...
    myheartswords myheartswords 41-45, F 3 Responses Jan 24, 2012

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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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    I was once asked why I was nice to people

    who weren't nice to me, And as I looked around me I knew the answer. I looked over to see one of the "popular girls". I thought about how I heard that her boyfriend cheated on her last week, and how bad it must be to have everyone know your business all the time. Then I looked...
    cicizzle cicizzle 13-15, F 1 Response Sep 9

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    In throes of my happy,

    blooming and fun exterior  There is a hidden gloom. No one had ever notice between the laughter and joy in my being. Only I can tell that there's a side inside. A sleeping demon just waiting to be tapped at her shoulder. I saw it by a simple glimpse in the plain mirror. I don't...
    PartyPoison04 PartyPoison04 13-15, F Sep 9

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    Every body deserves somebody

    who helps them their dreams come true. If samone has the opposite effect on you, because they are consistently inconisistent and their actions don't match up with their words, it's time to let them go. It's always better to be alone than to be in bad company.
    Zelaleme Zelaleme 46-50, F 1 Response Sep 12

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    Writing Takes Me To Another World.

    Writing.... I'm the quiet/shy type which is probably why I love to write. I express my feelings through it... when no one else wants to hear me I go straight to my journal. I love how I can just escape the world sometimes.
    tween13 tween13 13-15, F 14 Responses May 14, 2013

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    Tears are for the dark,

    the time when your head is turned so they can't see my face. They don't see how much they really hurt me. what their words can really do. My tears are for all your harsh words, for making me believe I really am nothing. I'm not worth your kind words. useless. Just nothing.
    misplacedheart misplacedheart 22-25, F Sep 11

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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 1 day ago

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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 6 days ago

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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 22 hrs ago

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    I loved how you looked

    when you covered your eyes Those old horror movies they give you a fright You said when we grow old we'll watch all night long Never knowing that today you would give up the fight And I say to all those who ask I'm better this way But you know I still see you so vividly while...
    valcas valcas 26-30, F Sep 10

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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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    When You Lose Your Passion/ You lose part of yourself

    I am what most consider old.lol  Up to about 10 yrs ago I use to write all the time. Poems and short stories,& songs. The last thing I can remember writing is a poem for my daughter before she was born. During the 11 yrs of being a single mom I lost my passion. I guess...
    mommatrish mommatrish 41-45, F 5 Responses Jun 19, 2007

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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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    I do, but I don't really consider myself to be

    good at it. I really didn't pay attention in school so I didn't get all that English grammar absorbed into my noggin and I can't really read that much because I have a short attention span and ADHD. But I'm trying to read a lot more now since I have free time. I'm working on a...
    Riukkuyo Riukkuyo 18-21, F 1 Response Sep 11

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    it's funny how sometimes the only person

    who can fix you, is the one who broke you in the first place.
    cicizzle cicizzle 13-15, F Sep 9

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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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    Hello my name is.....

    well my name ain't important. I'm here to say, that I am socially awkward, anxious, shy and introverted. Yeah I'm being intense again, so what? Knowing that I have a computer and not some person right in front of me, I can say this without being judged physically. I'm very...
    QuietFreedom QuietFreedom 22-25, M 2 Responses Sep 10

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    I really enjoy writing.

    Stories, essays (Yes, essays o_o), stuff for blogs, basically anything. But I suck at thinking of WHAT to write. I have like no motivation or inspiration... ever. :/
    IllusionalEm IllusionalEm 16-17, F 2 Responses Sep 14

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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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    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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    Being a perfectionist sucks.

    Bottom line. You push your self to be perfect in every thing you so and it takes a tole on body and mind. But, Writing, for me, is different. It's impulsive. It's raw. It's typing my thoughts at 2 a.m. and not rewriting anything to make it perfect.
    disasterland disasterland 18-21, F 3 Responses Sep 12

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    When you're afraid or insecure,

    you hold on tightly to what you know, even if what you know isn't particularly for you. An absence of fear or insecurity isn't happiness: It's just an absence of fear or insecurity. Holding on to what you think you need won't make you happier, letting go so you can reach for...
    Zelaleme Zelaleme 46-50, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    For along time I've tried writing down all my

    ideals then I had the ideal of putting them all into one. It's Not Over series was born.
    KWsuperstar KWsuperstar 16-17, M 1 Response Sep 11

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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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    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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    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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    Staycreativesailor Staycreativesailor 13-15, F 4 Responses a week ago

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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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