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    A promise, made the whisper of hope as love

    turns to sorrow to grief to disdain leaving fractures upon the surface scarring each deep within a love once forever a promise, unkept…
    WithGracefulness WithGracefulness 46-50, F 6 Responses Dec 4, 2014

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    I was a dreamer in a past life,

    I was a killer in another. I was a psychopathic madman, And an angry tyrant mother. I am a prisoner of time, I am a mass of contradictions. I am the writer of lies, And deceptive truthful fictions.
    Rarereality Rarereality 22-25, F 5 Responses Nov 24, 2014

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    Quote: If I'll be Clyde will you be Bonnie?

    Will live a life of crime that not even the law can end. Will spend the rest of our life's in the road,running from this dark world. Our journey will bring a burden to the people who don't want to let reality go but joy to the people who do.Ill show you a life without reality...
    JJpsp123 JJpsp123 16-17, M 1 Response Mar 17, 2014

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    Your not sure if I want to be saved

    and I can't tell you. Because I'm not sure I want to either. When the one thing that's been here for me for so long is pain how do I let it go. When everyone else has left me it stays beside me. When I lay on bed thinking of my death it hugs me. When I'm on the brink of tears...
    ThomasKR ThomasKR 16-17, M Dec 28, 2014

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    It'S Just Sad ...

    I think what hurts the most .. Is when you give your all .. To someone .. Through thick .. Through thin .. Through big .. Thought small .. Thought hard .. Through easy .. Through the day .. Through the night .. You're there for them .. You stick with them .. No matter what...
    Hope1001 Hope1001 18-21, F 3 Responses Mar 14, 2013

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    last night I had all these ideas

    and could only seem to get a few lines on paper. hoping to be able to make something happen
    greeneyz83 greeneyz83 31-35, F 4 Responses 6 days ago

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    So I have a blog... if anyone cares,

    or is a little bored.. it's about zombies and love... http://akmackg.blogspot.com/
    akmackg akmackg 31-35, F Dec 7, 2014

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    Darkness rises. The light burns

    and my eyes. They do not see. My limbs are heavy. My mouth, dry. I feel the soft grass benethe my fingers. Dew wetting my hands. The pain. The physical can be ignored. Replaced. Endured. The mental, the emotional pain, that destroys me. My back arches. I grip the grass on...
    LucemSpiritus LucemSpiritus 18-21, M 1 Response Dec 13, 2014

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    It's another cold,bitter cold day on this 18th

    of January 2015.I live in the northeastern part of NY state. The Adirondack area,I'm not writing to complain about the weather.I'm writing to just write. Weather and sports the two daily topics that most people start a conversation. How cool would it be if you saw somebody you...
    AfanOfbigNaturals AfanOfbigNaturals 41-45, M Jan 18

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    How exquisitely beautiful is the autumn treeIn

    it's dying..Like a love that seems to endYet, perhaps only fading into dormancy.Just as that tree shall burst forth into lifeon some warm spring day.Perhaps that love also never quite dies,But is lying in quietude, stillness..Waiting to be reignited in some brilliant ray of...
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 12 Responses Oct 28, 2014

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    ThomasKR ThomasKR 16-17, M Dec 22, 2014

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    Invisible These tears

    and fears from all the years, That I have screamed but no one hears. My heart is broke, it aches for you, The thing is that you never knew. I'd love you more and more each day, I'd never run out of things to say, For if you gave just one kiss, It'll be my eternal bliss. To...
    codenamekidnextdoor codenamekidnextdoor 22-25, F 1 day ago

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    I'm mad at myself, not you.

    I'm mad for always being nice, always apologizing for things I didn't do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, But most of all, not hating you, which I know...
    wiznerd14 wiznerd14 26-30, F 2 Responses Dec 22, 2014

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    Tears on a Lotus. . .

    If you do not write of things from deep within your own heart, your mind and your soul, What’s the use of churning out so many words? Unless you got lost on purpose Would you have ever gotten this far? Time passes, There's no way We can't hold it back ~ Why, then, do...
    Dreambuttterfly Dreambuttterfly 41-45, M 2 Responses 4 days ago

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    My sweet friend Beth asked me about my best

    Christmas memories. Thought Id share. My mother was a very conflicted person. she would fluctuate between episodes of blind rage and violence, and incredible compassion. She would take me to bring gifts to poorer than us kids, (mind you, we really didnt have much). She would...
    RobertCarlos RobertCarlos 46-50, M 1 Response Dec 7, 2014

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    Tell Me How You Like It (and Be Honest!).

      An unnatural light hung over the familiar town of Lowur’s Valley. My skin prickled   with the strange feeling of a thousand eyes resting upon me. There was not a whisper to be heard, even the blacksmith’s shop was silent, a rare occurrence...
    daltrunner daltrunner 16-18, M 8 Responses Apr 6, 2007

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    Conflict "I wish I'd never met you" screams

    the agony in her heart. "I am glad I did" reply the smiles in her memory. "I wish I could hate you" says her mind. "I will always love you" whispers her heart.
    diablesse34 diablesse34 46-50, F 12 Responses Nov 10, 2014

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    I might always bob and weave to avoid getting

    hurt...getting caught...paranoid...maybe. I don't care. I'd rather be happy and careful than devastated because I spoke too soon.
    Funequalsfun Funequalsfun 46-50, F 2 Responses 23 hrs ago

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    Lost and found

    I came out of the milk-house wearing a old coat with strips of bright red material pinned (with big, yellow ducky diaper pins) to the hand-me-down, mismatched buttoned coat.  The red is to protect me from deer hunters should I get out near the big woods...
    Freestanding Freestanding 51-55, F 20 Responses Aug 11, 2009

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    Blurred lines He was brought up a good

    christian boy. Always taught to treat women like the princesses they are. He knew he was lucky. Dad was a powerful, imposing man, but he was confident in himself, so much so that he allowed his vulnerability to be seen. He danced with his little girl at Father Daughter dances...
    harveyspecter harveyspecter 41-45, M 11 Responses Jun 12, 2014

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    People say they know pain

    and depressed people should just get over it. For me when your a 6 or 7 year old little boy and the person you look up to the most*was my father* turns on you and you watch him beat your older brother who has always protected you. Then because you have always looked up to him he...
    ThomasKR ThomasKR 16-17, M 2 Responses Jan 12

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    There once was a boy

    and every night he did not sleep because ever night he would wish he had a gun. No one knew because he didn't let them. he did hurt him self but in a place no one would ever see he was destroying the one thing he had left his mind. A long time ago he tried to hurt himself in...
    ThomasKR ThomasKR 16-17, M Dec 28, 2014

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    What I Want..............................

    **** I wanna see you. and hug you. and kiss you. and make you smile. and make you laugh. and just lie on the sofa next to you. and then just fall asleep beside you. it’d be nice.
    gypsysub gypsysub 41-45, F 4 Responses Nov 25, 2013

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    I Do Write.

    I write, certainly. The problem is that what I write disgusts me. Disgust is not a strong enough word, actually, more like I loathe the words on the page with every fiber of my being. I look down at a poem I have written and there are a thousand tiny little voices telling me...
    SilenceEvermore SilenceEvermore 22-25 4 Responses Jun 27, 2012

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    the sun rises dim and cold in a grey

    sky shadows fall across a barren landscape devoid of hope scattered shards of broken dreams lay glimmering in the fitful light my heart rent asunder, it`s contents fall away bleeding into the parched earth no dreamer wakes this day, no light beckons this weary soul alone in...
    onestarrynight onestarrynight 51-55, M 3 Responses Oct 22, 2014

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    Should I grow thorns

    or expect you to grow flowers?
    erikaninetyseven erikaninetyseven 16-17, F 6 Responses Nov 10, 2014

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    The sun was beginning it's descent.

    Shadows danced across the valley as the echo of laughter drifted on the cool autumn breeze. Just reflections and memories of what would never be again. A myriad of familiar scents pulled her back into another time. She stood swaying softly, her eyes closed, breathing them...
    CoffeeFlavoredKisses CoffeeFlavoredKisses 46-50, F 5 Responses Nov 22, 2014

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    Writers And Witches

    If you are like me, you want your life to mean something more than an accumulation of days and nights passing in a melancholy blur of mundane tasks that include nothing more meaningful than the biological performance of breathing in and out. If you are like me, you want more, you...
    hillbillycrone hillbillycrone 56-60, F 3 Responses Jan 24, 2012

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    But you're still here

    when you weren't supposed to. Offering thoughts of kindness, of care for a shattered, broken bastard. Faking a laugh at a lame joke when nobody laughs except you. You were very clear. I didn't even try or think or plan to grab you. I understand that you love her and well, you...
    PieceOfSummer PieceOfSummer 22-25, F Jan 9

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    Not fiction or factual,

    just words. Things that were and are yet to be, stories from a life ongoing without set goals other than living it. I'm no Karouac, no Dickens or Twain but the truth is none of that matters to me, just the stories, the memories, the dreams of what may yet be. I once knew a woman...
    notext notext 46-50, M 1 day ago

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    I'm a writer who needs his laptop!

    I was without mine for a couple weeks while it was getting repaired. No matter how much I tried to adapt and write anyway, production had ground to a halt! I'm working on being productive again. Wish me luck!
    ACraigNewman ACraigNewman 36-40, M Dec 20, 2014

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    An Escape

    I love to write, to let my feelings out in my poems to escape into my stories to forget I'm me for even just a little while
    TwistedAngel TwistedAngel 18-21, F 2 Responses Sep 1, 2007

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    Hold Me Over...

    Love on one side, hate on the other, how is that, which to choose..Like a magnet i'm pulled to your negative, always playing the positive fool.Can't do it but I want to win, you make me crazy, putting bullet's through friend's.What's funny to you makes me want to die, so feed me...
    deleted deleted 26-30 8 Responses May 5, 2011

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    I have a tumblr where I express my random

    thoughts. You might say it's more spiritual in nature. Here's the link: asmps.tumblr.com
    ajvad ajvad 22-25, M 1 Response a week ago

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    If I die** If I died,

    What would you say? Would you think of me someday? Would you think once I depart? Would you remember from the start? If I died, Would you cry? Would crystal tears form in you eye? What would be the words you speak, For comfort that I doubt you'll seek? I know by now just who...
    codenamekidnextdoor codenamekidnextdoor 22-25, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Harmony

    I have loved you; it seems, since the beginning of time – so deeply it feels impossible to have begun with my relatively insignificant life. My longing burns when we are apart and consumes when we are together. The more I have of you, the more I want of you, until all that is...
    deleted deleted 26-30 2 Responses Nov 23, 2011

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    Sometimes you have to build an entire fortress

    just to keep one person out.
    thefloodinus thefloodinus 31-35, M 2 days ago

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    Midnight SecretsWandering through the

    sunsplashed dayAll reverie and anticipation tracing the descent of the sunSenses drawn, seductively the dusk calls to meMy desire leads me into the night, into you.I surrender to your darkness..
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 5 Responses Sep 19, 2014

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    The stars are just beginning their exhibit

    as I am still ten hours away from home. I sat at the right side of a 2 by 1 bus, the 1 side. I don't feel alone though. I feel so close to me for the first time since I have arrived in Manila. I guess it means my business in that busy place has filled me with worry. Not only...
    PieceOfSummer PieceOfSummer 22-25, F 2 Responses Jan 16

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    I've written a thousand half stories in my mind.

    Writing makes me feel depth and more alive. I am always composing. Sometimes I am kept awake at night just writing stories that have never met a pen. I choose the words like some woman fret over shoes and dresses. Every word must match and flow together much like picking an...
    girlfriday5 girlfriday5 26-30, F 1 day ago

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    Coming To Terms With A Facet Of Human Nature.

    It’s so very odd hearing the people in the room next to me chattering. These strangers speaking as if they were old friends, as if a connection of some odd kind actually existed between them. They chortle and chuckle, smile and smirk, how very odd indeed! They offer up the...
    SilenceEvermore SilenceEvermore 22-25 7 Responses Aug 27, 2013

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    Writing Is My Stress Relief

    I use writing as my stress relief. I write poems according to how I fell especially when I'm upset about something. It's how I get stuff off my chest that I can't say out loud. It's easier for me to lay my feelings on paper then it is for me to speak them. Honestly I think that's...
    mak314 mak314 26-30, F 2 Responses Jun 27, 2007

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    In my night In your darkness Senses aching to

    feast Pleas escape my gasping throat My body screams your name As it bursts forth savagely Drenched in fluid bliss..
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 6 Responses Oct 2, 2014

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    I usually do my writing in an outside

    perspective. Even if the situations are my own, I will write them in 3rd person. It's easier for me to write things outside myself in a less personal way. It creates a degree of separation that makes it more comfortable for me to write it all down. Today I'm not going to do that...
    TheShadowedGirl TheShadowedGirl 36-40 Dec 21, 2014

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    A little boy in silence stands,

    As tears stream down his cheeks, Ready to bury his father, After two long painful weeks. His father was a soldier, Brave and strong and true, Who fought for his country, For people like me and you. Slowly he moves towards the grave, Where his fathers company stood, Their eyes...
    codenamekidnextdoor codenamekidnextdoor 22-25, F 6 hrs ago

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    A Spell...Oh, maddening man from whence you

    cameLeave my heart so I can dream again.  
    livelaughlovedream3 livelaughlovedream3 41-45, F 6 Responses Jan 8

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    There's Something I Have To Say To You If You

    Promise You'll Understand I Cannot Contain Myself When In Your Presence I'm So Humble Touch Me Don't Hide Our Love Woman To Man. . . One Thing In Life You Must Understand The Truth Of Lust Woman To Man So Open The Door And You Will See There Are No Secrets Make Your Move Set...
    Dreambuttterfly Dreambuttterfly 41-45, M 1 Response Jan 15

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    Mental Ilness

    How could I ever begin to explain the spontaneous laughter or when the tears fall like rain What else could you do but just walk away when I want to tell you but there's nothing to say * so I cry or I laugh with no reason or rhyme I spend thoughtless silence...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 4 Responses May 4, 2010

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    http://m.youtube.com/channel/UCDf938bnuwiEl7hRKnc8dDA Please check out my music.
    junipersun21 junipersun21 18-21, F 1 Response Jan 1

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    Why is it I can write worthless posts with ease

    but when it comes to getting down to writing something more important it's pathetic? Like it's so annoying! I can write this without much thought but when I get out my pencil and paper and began writing out my.. Story? (I guess it's called that lol.) I get all jumbled up and...
    XxLittleBrotherxX XxLittleBrotherxX 18-21, M 1 Response Dec 21, 2014

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    I sit in my room, slumped in a chair,

    Wind through the window blows my hair, The room is dark as I sit alone, Waiting for my friends to phone. Loneliness is darkness, It removes all signs of light, No matter how you fight it, Your day still seems like night. Loneliness is solitude, Shelter from the pain, When...
    codenamekidnextdoor codenamekidnextdoor 22-25, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Shall I ? Maybe I Should After All,

    Pain Is My Guilty Pleasure. Others Have Experienced The Pain I’ve Brought Unto Them. These Cravings, My Cravings, Are Out Of Control And NEED To Be Filled. I Sit Here Wondering, Thinking…. What Does Pain Really Feel Like ? Staring At My Arm I Slowly Pull Back My...