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    Trying to hang onto, prolong time,

    so elusiveAs continually, it ticks and drifts and fades away.Like dew fades off the petal with the sunAs a dream evaporates with wakingPrecious minutes, withering.Sweet momentsGraspingTrying to inhale Taste Savor Relish itLet it take rootBut alas, it loosens from...
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 13 Responses Jan 11

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    I Will Sleep i will turn off the light

    and close my eyes. i will picture something pleasant in my mind and feel arms that are not there protecting me from the bad dreams that enjoy taunting me and haunting me so that when i wake, i wake refreshed and fit to fight another day.
    SvveetKiester SvveetKiester 41-45, F 6 Responses Aug 13, 2015

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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 block for over half a year. I use to think I'd want to be a writer but I don't know anymore. I enjoy writing but if it was my passion...
    Mars000 Mars000 18-21, F a week ago

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    I love screaming you late nights,

    now Hold me down do you like it when you I fight, now Warning. You might need some chains on me right now We **** over night, morning and did it again, now I'm more sore, like how you gave me no signs, ow Gave doors to a whole new life, wow Discipline me I like it when...
    LeahLovee LeahLovee 70+, F 3 Responses 6 days ago

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    Settle into me asthe night settles into the

    skymoon in perfect balanceAs pale stars bloom over the pinesBlend into intimacycurves molding rough edgesSkin kissing skinIn languid warmthMy fingers painting whisperson your chestYour strong rhythm throbbing to my earThe rough undressedThe submission sweetConnected with...
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 13 Responses Nov 14, 2015

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    The Other Side You show to me a winning

    smile A seeking mind A heart worthwhile A beautiful soul that speaks to mine Surely a treasure found But why then do you hide from me The other side The basic beast With his dirty paws And sordid dreams You turn to me with innocent eyes Deny deny deny I know he's there and with...
    justNIK justNIK 41-45, F 8 Responses Dec 17, 2015

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    As a thunder rising out of the mists.

    .The echo of clinking metal resounds and vibrates along the hillsPulsing, pounding like a heartbeatYou, mounted on your trusted steedYou, wrapped in your armorNoble man of strength and honorMany battles have thou fought and wonRough and worn and torn asunderThou hast returned to...
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 10 Responses Mar 18, 2015

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      my heart is burning hot

    as ice freezing vapors steaming dry.. my eyes pour out mysterious tears.. I don't know why I feel like this..
    PastelLime PastelLime 31-35 Jan 27

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    Forks and spoons, bloody ruins,

    ascertaining, not complaining. Observatory minutiae, ocular orbs seeping, skillful lances jutting from out of nowhere. Famished senses, dead left, flopping right, no center, just the rib cage. Ahhh the sounds, the sights, the oversights, overhearing, like catching a radio...
    Deafning Deafning 36-40, M Jan 29

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    The universe loves you or it would not have

    used your eyes to see itself with.
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 7 Responses Jan 30

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    Peace On the slippery slope of a life void of

    courage This one sweet gift I seek All the longing I feel The regrets I contend Wind themselves round my heart Blind my eyes Clutter my mind Buzz in my ears like angry bees For this is how they perpetuate Resist eradication Steal the senses for their own survival And so the war...
    justNIK justNIK 41-45, F 3 Responses May 11, 2015

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    Here she lays Alone tonight Although she'd

    never want it any other way than to be alone She misses the good times Here she lays Alone tonight
    isabella6172000 isabella6172000 13-15, F 2 days ago

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    We know it's light shining through the natural

    prism of raindrops; revealing the spectrum of primary colors, but why do you feel the need to remind us and spoil the moment? We know it is the sound of air filling a complete vacuum created by intense heat ten times hotter than the sun. when negative charged electrons are...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 9 Responses Jan 30

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    Sultry August stretches lazily outspreading

    hazy shadowsand fiery warmthalong fields and foliageand seeping thrillingly into skinLanguishing like it owns summerSweet Autumn crooks it's fingerbeckoning seductively as if to say....Soon you shall swoon and fall into meAnd I shall burst into brilliance.
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 8 Responses Aug 17, 2015

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    I think I've got the makings of a great country

    song because my chorus rhymes "horse" with "divorce". Now I just need a catchy tune...
    1gr8guy 1gr8guy 46-50, M Jan 30

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    I'm taking a class in fiction writing,

    and I have an assignment due in one week - the first draft of a short story. . Most of the story is already in my head - I just need to write it down. It's about the same characters who are in the novel I'm writing. (The novel is about how my life should have turned out, as...
    SmartKat SmartKat 46-50, F 14 Responses Jun 23, 2015

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    You run through my veins Like a child set free

    on a sunny afternoon The ringing laughter The warmth of wonder The innocence of simplicity The hopes and dreams that trail in your wake Bittersweet kisses in my mind You take the happiness I would give The sweetness I would share The softness I would feel With an open heart A...
    justNIK justNIK 41-45, F 5 Responses May 4, 2015

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    She climbed, bare footedout into the sounds of

    naturethe fragrance of earthamong leaves long fallencrunched beneath soft soles..Feeling the subtle shift of the winda cool change in directionShe wandered..into melancholy meadowsshimmering beneath the sun.
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 9 Responses Dec 27, 2015

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    Primum vivere, deinde filosofare,

    ancient Romans said. First live,then philosophize. But where do we set the limit between both? Which one is the right proportion? Which is more dangerous if taken in larger amounts than we should? I have not found the answer for these questions yet, and I doubt I will ever find...
    Cierzo Cierzo 41-45, M 3 Responses Jan 17

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    She was just a weed. Sidestepped.

    Shunned. undesired. Imperfect in every way. She had no color to attract. No thorn to protect. Such things matter little when one is a weed. But every few months she mustered a bloom. A bloom not of fireworks and sunsets, the weed bloomed with a hushed beauty. A quiet pretty...
    BlackCatBoy BlackCatBoy 46-50, M 6 Responses Oct 8, 2015

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    Off to work. Off to make money.

    Off of my mind are our things my sweet honey. I'll carve a path and a tree to your liking. I'll scale the mountain and scale your walls knowing well, I may fall. "All the better" I foolishly think. "Falling off just means falling further." I build a place for us to stay and fire...
    Everyheartbeat Everyheartbeat 26-30 Jan 29

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    I wonder what it's like to speed irl.

    . My uncle used to.. With the stereo turned up. But he was young then.. I guess so was I.. But that's beside the point.. I used to race around on tv.. In my game.. This music on these movies I've been watching have been bringing the memories back to me.. Coasting...
    PastelLime PastelLime 31-35 Jan 16

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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 9 Responses Jun 12, 2014

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    My feelings are trueThey are my life's blood

    springbut irrelevant.Couplets and quatrainsor free form self indulgenceIt's my time to wasteFive- seven- five linesstacked to challenge my egopoor pedestrian.Here I go againmy ink is not innocentmy soul is taintedWhy do we do it?What is there to gain from this?What is the damn...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M a week ago

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    She played, laughed and frolicked in the

    shallowsSplashing around with all the little creatures and inhabitantsBut her deep end wasn't seen but hiddenThe depths were protected, obscured..For that knowing swimmer who could navigate the waters
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 14 Responses Nov 24, 2015

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    I write short stories

    and then once I have written enough shot stories I would start writing a series.
    wolfgirl177 wolfgirl177 16-17, F Jan 21

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    I need you, don't want to leave you tonight,

    I just want to be close and hold tight All you do, is all I need and if it's good for you its good for me, so hold tight Don't turn away in fear, in this time and in this space, keep us here and hold tight A tender moment lost in bunches of passionate kisses and light touches...
    soulrunher soulrunher 41-45, F 9 Responses Apr 20, 2014

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    In the south central Sierra Madre in Mexico,

    in the state of Michoacan at just the right elevation, there is a small town called Ziracuaretiro. In the Tarascan Indian language it means, "The place where the hot ends and the cold begins." which simply means the weather is perfect. Banana's, sugar cane, and pine pitch for...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response a week ago

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    A string inside my soul unravelled,

    traveling to yours. Pulling, tugging, gently, slowly, landing on your shore. There you stand before me now, your eyes connect with mine. I am certain that I know you from some other life or time. No words are spoken as we gaze, time is standing still. I could stay forever here...
    BellaLocura BellaLocura 41-45, F 6 Responses 6 days ago

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    I need to get something,

    but I'd have to get up. When you're this lazy, things aren't so simple. So I write instead, that thing I need can wait a few more moments. Think of Christopher Reeve maybe in his last few years, oh how much he'd want to get up and move around. And look here you can if you'd just...
    Deafning Deafning 36-40, M Jan 29

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    What I write is a pain.

    Maybe it's like child birth then? That will have to constitute as positive thinking at this point. Keep the writing with personal or public. No more for the time being writing to one who feels like having a baby girl or boy when my bitter vocabulary reaches new depths of inanity...
    Deafning Deafning 36-40, M Jan 29

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    The misty sprites in speckled shadows dance

    among the ferns on the forest floor. Hemlock and western red cedar giants tower above the fungus jungle on the rotting leaves. The sun alters the smell of rain, and a light wind coaxes the wet from the branches. I think as quietly as I can because I am an intruder.
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 3 Responses Jan 28

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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.
    Diablessse Diablessse 46-50, F 9 Responses Nov 10, 2014

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    "The Nine" Clio, you are part of me.

    Euterpe, you are too. Thalia, you lift me up when I am feeling blue. Melpomene, you are close to me Terpsichore, you were my youth Erato, touch me secretly Polymnia, you are truth. Ourania, comes to me at night and my soul she does enthrall . Calliope, I love you most, but see...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M Jan 29

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    I Knew He loves me! Oh,

    the wonder of it... The odd texture of certainty My mind strokes it hesitantly Aware of its fragility Before my eyes flash vignettes Proof We always seek proof... He's looking into my eyes and laughing Enjoying me He's enjoying me There is no hollow ring of falsehood I feel the...
    justNIK justNIK 41-45, F 7 Responses May 14, 2015

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    Now… I close my eyes Knowing you have done

    the same Kisses in the wind I whisper your name
    1gr8guy 1gr8guy 46-50, M 4 Responses Mar 25, 2015

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    PastelLime PastelLime 31-35 Jan 27

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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 Beautiful Things In the quiet hush of a

    lonely night Ticking clock and candlelight The cold company of despair hovers in the flickering shadows "I'm always here," it whispers "I'll never leave you" "Embrace me, let me in" A siren's song for the unwanted heart To wallow in the sorrow Let go and let the pain flow...
    justNIK justNIK 41-45, F 8 Responses Jul 29, 2015

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    The broken and the battered,

    in me you have a friend. We can share our secrets, bad dreams that never end. The broken see the broken with eyes so crystal clear. We can share our secrets, what strikes us full of fear. The battered feel the battered, with hearts so full of pain. We can share our secrets...
    BellaLocura BellaLocura 41-45, F 11 Responses Dec 22, 2015

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    Maybe I'm just hopeful,

    seeing things not there. Maybe this isn't love, how can I tell?
    PieceOfSummer PieceOfSummer 22-25, F 3 days ago

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    Behind the amber eyes Is

    where I long to go Into the storm Through the waves until I reach land Softly treading the shoreline Basking in the glow of the horizon A wall of amber Impenetrable I stare at it For days For months For years Forever Awaiting my chance to explore
    BellaLocura BellaLocura 41-45, F 6 Responses Jan 4

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    As a child he would face two large mirrors

    towards each other by leaning them against chairs. He would lay on that scary part of the floor and stare down the optic tunnel created by the reflection of the reflection of the reflection of the reflection. He would swear that the seventh reflection of his face in that tunnel...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 4 Responses Jan 27

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    It is because it needs day light Structured,

    but formless and cold. Alone, it is nothing. Daylight is the eye that sees, the mind that processes, the soul that absorbs. alone it is nothing.
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response Jan 27

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