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  • Poetry > Limerick
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    She dyes the world in midnight black And they scream in terror at her scorned wrath. She paints the world a crimson red While cities burn as she rests her head. She shines the purple lantern’s hue On a stormy morning’s resplendent dew. She cloaks the shore in emerald green And hides...
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    A master of puppets With a string in each hand Both tinted with pink Both laden with bands Of the controlling sort But not for the kills For the fueling of mercy For the stripping of wills The malice inflicted For the sake of his greed And own pleased position Led him to succeed In...
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    Who am I to think That what I do is good? That what I choose Is the likelihood That the world will be a Happier place And that tomorrow will not Be an utter disgrace? Who am I to think That this small act of defiance Will lead me to some sort of Glorious alliance? When really the ones...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    There’s a knot in my stomach That won’t unravel That refuses to untangle And it pains me There’s a knife in my head That twists ever deeper That punctures my thoughts And it pains me There’s a burning on my limbs That tell me to stop That push me to go And it pains me There...
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    What does he look for in a girl like me? What does he really want to see? Does he want a sweetie that's pretty and kind? One who leaves him alone with his sick, sick mind? Perhaps he needs someone who desperately wants him, Who would throw herself at a guy on an insubstantial whim? ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    i speak to you as i am: a girl, aged sixteen, and an absolute anomaly i say this is the truth, i truly do, and accept it who cares if i dare to dream different? who cares if i seldom strive for success, but instead seek silence— silence of the judges who judge and the gossiping goss...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Yells, Screams, Echoes That's all I hear. The star studded life of mine: In shambles. The girl in my dreams, Wrecked beyond repair How exactly had I come to this? How exactly had I led my life to its demise? Scarred, Beaten, Bruised That's all I feel. Thats all I'll ever fee...
  • Poetry > Limerick
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    One, a girl of wealth and mirth, The other, not a cent of noble birth. One, a golden star alight, The other, facing Darkness’ plight. One, blooming to a blazing peak, The other, struggling to make ends meet. One, encircled forevermore, The other, left broken, hurt unsure. Both of them to...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Ivy’s grave is beautiful—lovely. I’m sure if she were here today, she’d point out how ironic it was that the nicest thing she’d ever received was given to her after she passed. She’d say it in such a contempt way that you’d be left speechless. I’d know—she was my best friend. We...
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    She floats across the midnight stream And all the world is hers to dream. She clasps her bosom on the morrow, As she mourns the loss of heartache's sorrow....
  • Poetry > Limerick
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    Sheltered by my forest roof, Blockaded by my heartening stoop; And upon the blackened char, I live on in a separate world afar....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I stop, turn and swivel around. It's as if someone had called my name -- From the past. Behind me, my previous life lines up. Like soldiers parading through, So tough, so out of place, A distressed omen. Outlined in white, like the Naivete I still clutch close. I examine my troops. Fa...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The world is blurry through my eyes— Nothing in focus. But as the bus moves and blurs life for them, The pictures through the windows—I see with every crisp detail. And it paints me a picture. I see....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    How does one go through life without a black t-shirt? Do we not need to be hidden at times? Do we not have moments when we wished we were masked? Or are we just ignorant that nothing ever lasts?...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    She just wants to weep. To break down and cry out all her problems. To put an end to this misery. Life makes no sense. It has no meaning. To her. How does she struggle on? Why? Because she has the heart of a soldier. And that's enough....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I can't speak of love As I've never felt it I wonder What is it? Is it describable? If it's as good as that, should it be describable? Love is something I'll never understand — not even in its presence....
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I ran in the dark. Searching. Searching for a life I lost. Searching for a beginning but hoping for an end. I wandered aimlessly tracking and re-tracking painful memories and shattered dreams never accomplished. I rested when needed but was off before I could gain roots. Then my travels took me off ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    She taints the world pink As it reflects in her glossy eyes She sweeps the minds and hearts of all who pass With a single swish of her flowing hair She cheers up the most deep-set black hole With a single quirk of her luscious lips The world bows at her feet As she gracefully flows in...
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    My skin is hard ice. In a frozen life. Hope, Hate, love — They all shatter against my steeled skin. I may as well be gone. Cracks in my armor Have sealed up indefinitely. I no longer feel anything Or care. If a tide should sweep me up in a merciless toil, Desert me. If heat shou...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The sky paints a picture. In its vastness, the meaning is lost. Smoldering at the Eastern peak, smogged by Tufts of grey clouds, each one—a puncture. A puncture to the heart. But through the dismal display, blueness seeps out of Red loneness. Slowly, white puffs submerge the grey, and red d...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    It hurts, you know. It hurts to be pushed away. It hurts to be rejected. It hurts to be told wrong. It hurts to taste the bittersweet of unrequited feelings. It hurts to be led on, then tossed aside like a meaningless piece of trash. It hurts to be shoved aside when things are just going good....
  • Reviews > Book Reviews
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    Trance. The title in itself is enough to leave you dangling on the edge of anticipation. The minute I picked up this paranormal thriller and leafed through the first few pages, I was hooked. I did not put it down until I had finished the whole thing. Linda Gerber did an outstanding job tunin...
  • Fiction > Action-Adventure
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    I inadvertently flinched as the resounding echo of the doorbell pierced the quiet and snapped me out of my happy land of fiction quite rudely. Sighing, I rolled off the couch placing my bookmarked novel on the coffee table and dragged myself to the door. The ringing persisted and I was soon ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Poetry is an escape. A pen leaks not ink, but life's jumbled meanings. A poet is merely a vessel through which To communicate To them. It is not a gift. It is life....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Trivial meanings amass our lives. A false being, a false accomplishment. How does one thing matter to someone, Yet none to another? How can something be counted, Yet so easily erased? Why is it that, as humans, we deem it Reasonable to change ourselves, Change others? How can one define ...

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