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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    Unload the Baggage!!

    Over the years I have written many short stories, poems and songs for personal interest.  After one was completed I could not believe I wrote it.  I would write  just about anything to include how my day was going.  Whether  good or bad I would write...
    Jazzin Jazzin 46-50, F 1 Response Oct 22, 2007

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His ) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    Finish My Story ...

    There once was a dinosaur named livi. She wasn't like the other dinosaurs she liked to sit and day dream all day while the others went out and played. She was made fun of all the time but she didn't care. One day she decided that she was going to go on an adventure. She didn't go...
    lovelylivi lovelylivi 18-21, F Jun 25, 2012

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    Something Just Escapes...

     I'm not a great writer. When I try something creative, it reads forced and choppy. I just have a hard time translating my thoughts to paper, it just doesn't translate. It's as if my thoughts and ideas are in a different language than the hand writing them down, and I have a...
    KeasbeyNights KeasbeyNights 22-25, M 2 Responses Feb 1, 2010

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    Key Word Try

     I would love to be able to write like a pro ... but i guess its your own perception and we are all our own worst critics ...I like criticism though and for people to tell me what i need to fix ... I would love to write an autobiography ... but i wouldnt ever be able to do...
    starstruck2xtrme starstruck2xtrme 26-30, F 1 Response Jan 26, 2008

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    So Much For That Idea

    My relationship with writing is a bit confusing. When I was younger, the one thing I hated more than anything was having to write something for school. Well, things changed a bit as I got older. I had always loved to read, and I started to have a few ideas of my own. One day...
    Slotheye Slotheye 16-17 1 Response Jul 25, 2009

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    Do you know how much you mean to me?

    You give me a haven from stormy seas, a sheltered cove all my own. It's so nice talking with you, laughing with you, crying with you, dreaming with you. When we're together I know everything will be okay. I love you.
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M 5 Responses Dec 15, 2014

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    Unimpressed

    As much as I enjoy writing on occasion, I can't ever bring myself to say that I'm impressed with a piece of work I've done. Hell, I usually think it's so bad I delete it as soon as I'm done (this is usually referring to short stories). I have all the ideas that I like, but I...
    Discard92 Discard92 22-25, M Jul 14, 2012

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    Tattoo On My Heart.

    Every breath. Each sensation. There isn't any explanation. This feeling I'm feeling is beyond imagination. Every stroke. Every touch. I can feel you loving me so much. I trace the plains of your face. Filling the warmth of your sweet embrace. I listen to the sound of your...
    MPDGirl MPDGirl 36-40, F 1 Response Apr 11, 2013

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    The stench fills my nose slowly

    and stays intact in bounds of rough knives. It is cutting deep within my nose and in sequence, my stomach's response was to stir and churn at the repulsive odor. I tell my brain to halt the stupidity and build a bridge and happily get over it. It is merely the scent of stale...
    jaexlonaexmuah jaexlonaexmuah 18-21, F Sep 20, 2014

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    You And I

    Here we are, similar yet so different. I would like to talk with you more, adversity builds character, I've heard... What shall we make?
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Sep 18, 2013

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    I write a lot but I never share anything

    because I don't think it's good enough in the end. It's like I know in my head what I want it to say and how I want it to make my audience feel, but I can't quite reach it.
    reddwolf reddwolf 22-25, F Jan 12, 2014

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    The unseen writes... A sharp blade in his one

    hand, searing flame in the other. ( No His, oh, no His) Cut, burned, no pain can relieve my desolation. What am I? Why can't I just be done? I love you. The unseen writes...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M Oct 30, 2015

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    I've only been writing on ep,

    and just a bit on wattpad but that's all for now. I've been focused on school, and haven't really taken the time to write anything recently.
    RandomExistence RandomExistence 16-17, M 1 Response Oct 30, 2015

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    Dear Harvard,

    Mathematical anomaly answer undefined, artististic rendering, blurring all the lines. scholastic sharpening, the mind, once mine. Photoshoping blemishes, with passing of the time. Linear progressive strategy, inflexible, invariable, irate, unbearable, Tumultuous voyage...
    Invest2CentsSomeRworthMORE Invest2CentsSomeRworthMORE 22-25, M Jan 9, 2013

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    The barren, desolate dunes roll on

    and on. The sun sears, the night wind chills my bones. How many times can I be burnt and frozen without cracking and falling apart? Mirages come and go, like dreams, offerring false hopes, to be be dashed upon awakening. So be it. Will the desert last longer, or will I? We'll...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M 1 Response Dec 18, 2015

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    Hey there. I passed you in the grocery store

    yesterday. I was so surprised when I looked up from my list and saw you walking towards me. You're even prettier in real life than in your pictures. I was the guy who smiled at you, started to say something, then walked right into that display of canned vegetables. I was so...
    Seanonymous Seanonymous 41-45, M 4 Responses Jul 24, 2014

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    In the tattered shards of lasting embrace I feel the nick of you lingering cool as winter's solstice, feel the nick of you like a dagger cold upon the intangible grace of my skin...
    WingsofTime WingsofTime 22-25, F 1 Response 17 hrs ago

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    I love to write stories but k can never finish them I start and write for a long time but I don't know why I just stop and start on a totally different book!?!
    Singingbutterfly Singingbutterfly 13-15, F 3 days ago

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    "As little as you want to write when your happy that's how much you have to write when your miserable. Your passions have to go somewhere and this is the only place left. Your...
    AmazingPoet AmazingPoet 41-45, M 4 days ago

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    I have three that I write in - sounds busy, but each has a purpose. One is simply me listing 3 happy things each day, which could be absolutely anything. The second is my 5 year...
    skeletoncliquetop skeletoncliquetop 13-15, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    How I write is....I just go with it If a thought pops into my head as I'm writing, I just think Well it appeared for a reason. And I'm grateful for it because I have had writers...
    Mars000 Mars000 18-21, F a week ago

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    hi..people ....i signed up for EP...because i wanted to get a new start for my life.i wanted to write my whole life story in here.but then i thought.I've already taken a new start...
    survivoroflife survivoroflife 18-21, F Jan 28

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    Nothing is more joyful than obscuring how I feel. At least, when I write, I am free to write how I please. The only limit there seems to be is how I am feeling when I write.
    TotidemVerbis TotidemVerbis 18-21 Jan 28

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    *Looks at last post to remember what was said last* Aha! My friend had a birthday party yesterday, and it was really nice, but my other friend was having our Modernist Society...
    WingsofTime WingsofTime 22-25, F Jan 25

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    I need to write an article for our project but I can't write anything. I mean, its just that I have so many ideas in my mind but I can't write any of them. Whenever I decide to...
    LightHigami LightHigami 13-15 Jan 24

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    It's quite interesting the response you get from people when you tell them that you write and you write ero fantasy and fiction (as wells as poetry and short stories). The...
    SapioT SapioT 41-45, M 2 Responses Jan 24

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    I want to be a professional writer some day and write a million books before I die. That's impossible, I know, yet it would be awesome if I achieved that.
    Xerit Xerit 22-25, F 2 Responses Jan 23

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    This was actually an assignment in a writing class. It was to write a story or poem from a child's point of view. There were others too. Write from the opposite genders point of...
    Serenitree1 Serenitree1 70+, F 2 Responses