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    MORENDO JUSQU'Á LA FIN "My syllables fail me

    and softly die," Said the King to the Queen, both paling white, "Like tender care that graced our splendid eyes." "The Kingdom is gone, we cannot deny." Bereft, in the hall, stood the weeping Knight. "My syllables fail me and softly die." The Fool lowered his head and strained...
    MrTimothyMcNeil MrTimothyMcNeil 18-21, M Apr 8

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    All of my books are live on Kindle

    and can be viewed through any Kindle device or on Kindle reading apps for PC, phones and tablets.The Manalapan Connection series I, II, and III are my novels. They follow the characters of David (Police detective and Lieutenant) his wife Eva, his partner Jack. They solve crimes...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 2 Responses 1 day 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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    Im all alone tonight Things are out of

    sight There's only black and white No colors to make it bright
    jazzME jazzME 26-30, F 1 day ago

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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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    Purest white dove, Whose wings - Long sought

    after - Carry its sweet song So it may not languish in the breeze, Personify the trees. Lament not when plucked from flight By flustered hearts that flutter In dusk's hazy precipice - Reaching over so they may bathe in the crystal spring - For you will one day fly again. Oh...
    MrTimothyMcNeil MrTimothyMcNeil 18-21, M 1 Response Apr 8

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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 4 Responses May 12, 2014

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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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    I love to write. It feels like my dreams,

    my feelings and pieces of me on the paper. Then sometimes it is as though my imagination gasps and says Oh! Are you really going to write that? I explore the hidden places in my mind and decide that yes, this is something that I feel or something that sounds interesting. I was...
    favestril favestril 41-45, F 7 hrs ago

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    Your powers reside in the darkest of

    places Your denial, self loathing, it never erases The events, the experiences, inside you they hide Consuming your soul Your True purpose denied Existing with turmoil, life filled with despair You keep telling yourself, "this is so unfair" So follow your instincts and work...
    QuiriousMe QuiriousMe 41-45, F 5 Responses Jan 20

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    Set her free she is a flame,

    she cannot be tamed... She will only drive you insane.
    Foundyoung Foundyoung 18-21, F 11 hrs ago

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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...
    KristianNathan KristianNathan 26-30, M 3 Responses Feb 28

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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 17 Responses May 14, 2013

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    For you I would starve Existing on nothing

    but the hunger Coursing through my being Whispering your name Til my fever breaks I pray I'd place my palms flat on the wall Refusing Anything That might sustain me Shallow breaths filled with agony The ache for you To come to me To satiate , end this pain Use your...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 4 Responses Dec 28, 2014

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    Let me be me Set your limited mind free Release

    and disengage From your misconceptions and opinions Let me relax I need your peace Meditative moments, my tranquil vibe I feel the sound, it's in my soul I'll let the words flow Poetry from my depths Passion is what you'll hear My choice to it lay all bare My heart was never...
    OnShiningStars3 OnShiningStars3 26-30, F Apr 9

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    My love breathes shallow unrhythmic breaths,

    wondering and waiting when it shall be free. Like a bird it shall fly high once again above this plain. A place only where love goes when it is reciprocated. A place where two soar together.... in unity as one.
    orchidangel orchidangel 41-45, F 3 Responses Apr 11

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    My stories come from my heart

    and my body is just the pretty shell.
    Pinky65 Pinky65 46-50, F 2 Responses Oct 1, 2014

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    Trace marks along my collar bone Down my

    shoulder I'm alone Fingertips then biting my lip Dig my nails Tighten my grip You were the closest thing to me Have you noticed You Are Killing Me Bruises on my back that fade Dig my nails To make them stay Oblivious to the depth of this Dismantled me With every...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 2 Responses Apr 16

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    I would be able to manage well enough

    if I stuck with observational anecdotes and occasional comments but textual titilation tempts me. I am surrounded by a community of dealers and devourers of intimate, emotional, seductive, vulnerable prose. I am familiar with the danger and darkness that can arise if I delve...
    oneinawillian oneinawillian 41-45, M 2 Responses a week ago

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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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    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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    I love to write but whenever I start

    or try its always delete-delete-delete, start over and I don't like this idea. How can I stick with something and purely write about it?
    me2biblio me2biblio 13-15, F 1 Response Apr 9

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    simplydbest simplydbest 22-25, M 1 Response 5 days ago

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    I'm counting the days When will you be

    home Please step on a plane And call me on your phone Tell me you'll be here soon No more staring at the moon Coz my heart's aching for you boo I need you closer to me, i really do
    jazzME jazzME 26-30, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    Come stand with me by our hanging tree The

    bloody King The son of crimson Morn' of light Night of amber See them dance See the beauty But today shan't Today falls a man Man of peace Watch the light Watch the beauty Watch the danger Watch a life Watch it fade Watch the sun fade away Slowly, leaving a fuss Marking the...
    KOOLKAT446 KOOLKAT446 13-15, F 5 days ago

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    I just love writing and listening to music,

    it is the most soothing thing in the world. I can escape for a few minutes or hours even, it all depends on how much I want to write. When I'm stressed I can just sit back and write it out, it's great and cheap therapy lol. Writing is really like escaping into your own world...
    SefysMommy SefysMommy 16-17, F 5 days ago

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    Why do artists struggle?

    It's not because of the money, It's not because of the lack of recognition. They struggle because they believe that somewhere deep within their soul, they have a message to share with the world. Something so personal, yet relatable. They choose to struggle. I say this because...
    BlakeUndefined BlakeUndefined 18-21, M 2 Responses Apr 13

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    Itz almost therapeutic.

    ..:) I have multiple diaries that I like to write in. Most are just story ideas.
    roxrockman roxrockman 26-30, F 1 Response Apr 13

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    I don't want you Wait Yes I do.

    . Pour salt in the wounds That still bleed for you Forget her it's better I don't know the truth I don't want you I don't need you Wait Yes I do Tell me you're sorry you broke my heart For the pieces of me you tore apart Your blind drunk and venomous work of art The...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 5 Responses Dec 2, 2014

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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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    I wish i could remember the story i wrote

    when i was twenty i had it done was going to send it to doubleday publishing company looked at first page said it wasn't good enough tore it up and haven't been able to write since
    Bill19641111 Bill19641111 46-50, M 1 Response Apr 10

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    I have looked into the eyes of the devil What I

    saw would surprise you I saw a mother I saw a father I saw a husband I saw a friend They smiled as they reached in my chest Told me how much they loved me Wrapping their hand around my heart Kissed me Pulled out my beating heart With a smile on their face I looked deep, deep in...
    RoseC67 RoseC67 46-50, F 4 Responses Apr 16

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    Do you know how much i love you?

    I guess you'll never know.. How my eyes glow And how alive my soul How i think of you a lot And how i think you're HOT How i miss you so much If i could just fast forward my watch How i long for your touch Oh how i crave for such How i want you around And your voice the only...
    jazzME jazzME 26-30, F 2 Responses 6 days ago

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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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    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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    It was a cold summer night.

    They were standing in the park. They looked as happy as could be. I left to go and get a drink remembering the couple from before. Thinking it would be good to have that. As I order my drink i hear the shrieking of wheels and see a van leaving the park at a very fast speed but...
    AustinmMurdock AustinmMurdock 16-17, M 2 Responses Apr 13

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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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    FREE ROSES I saw a bucket today On the side of

    the road; It was labeled "Free Roses". Sure enough, Inside that bucket, There were at least two dozen red roses in seven inches of water. Their stems ached And their petals lamented as they wept onto the pavement. The tears of the flowers flowed fluidly, enslaved by the wind...
    MrTimothyMcNeil MrTimothyMcNeil 18-21, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Do you know your heart?

    I think not. Do you know your soul? I know not. For if We did, we would embrace each others choices, no matter what they may be. Do you know his heart? I think not. Do you know his soul? I know not. For if We did, we would honor his masculinity and raise him up in times if...
    QuiriousMe QuiriousMe 41-45, F 8 Responses Jan 26

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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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    I have parts of your heart and broken shards

    Nothing fits it just falls apart Like a wounded bird With a broken wing A punctured lung Trying to sing I always try To touch the sky But my hands get burned My heart bleeds dry This was the key That unlocked the door inside of me Your next world war An...
    Angelofthesilencess Angelofthesilencess 31-35, F 2 Responses Apr 11

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    Up's and downs Smiles

    and frowns You and I Forever bound Countless fights Wrongs and rights Teary nights Part of life So no matter what day Come what may I always hope and pray Together we'll stay Because i love you today More and more each day In a million ways And a lifetime hey
    jazzME jazzME 26-30, F Apr 8

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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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    [1:56 am] sea of thoughts Nothing

    but a gentle sea breeze and the cool sand sifting through her toes. Moonlight shimmering over the wash of the waves and the light lulling whoosh of every crash. The air was oh so gentle as it caressed her sun kissed skin. Gulls nestled in the crooks of the pier beams and cooed...
    hiddendesires97 hiddendesires97 18-21, F 2 hrs ago

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    I don't write for anyone to read it.

    I write to get out the demons. Sometimes its painful, sometimes it makes me feel happy. It's nice when some else tells me they can relate. Even if I'm alone in my thoughts, I prefer to move them from pain to paper. I have written for years, most of my life really. I fill...
    EverlyAnn EverlyAnn 31-35, F 5 Responses Dec 3, 2014

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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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