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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I had a heart that yearned from loss, A soul that danced, but for what cost? A price to pay, a life to give, When i met the stranger of my guile, Swore to keep, What was bound with blood, A promise of evil, To keep a life I loved enraptured, and hide the world from me, I, forever happy, but...
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    If I could pen the tears, That hold my loss, If I could cry tears of shame, That would emboss My face with pale streaks, Leading down from eyes, And hold a pen In shaking hands, To let the universe know, What my life demands....
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    I am the color of my dreams before I wake The white of hand cream smoothing over skin I am the pink of my soul searching for truth I am the red of indecision and angry eyes I am yellow of the summer sun spreading over shadows I am that perfect person, if I try to be And I am my mood That disp...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    The excitement was all over and they were gone. Grandma Ellie Jones sadly surveyed the mess in her dining room, kitchen, and playroom. Just half an hour before, the small pink house on Peach Tree Way had been filled with the happy chatter and laughter of adults, children, and grandchildren. They ha...
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    I am a disease. I am a scourge. I am what everyone fears and bends to follow even if it is painful. I control the thoughts of young girls and young women. I control the actions of the world. I force vulnerable youngsters into boxlike worlds. I constrict the freedom of individuality and self ex...
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    How much I love you If you could one day look up and count the stars, That is how much I love you. If you could stretch out your hand and touch the moon, That is how much I love you. If you could raise your head and kiss the sun, That is how much I love you. If you could taste every blade of...
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    What is important to me? Have I ever thought about this? About what is important to me? I am thinking about this now and I really can’t figure it out. The first thoughts that flit to my brain are superficial. Looks, grades, having fun, getting my license, basically what any 16 year old girl wan...
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    It was a drizzly day in November two years ago when I went to her funeral. Her name was Vivian, and she was an old lady that everybody loved. She was involved in many charities and helped anyone that she could. She had a cat named Hudson that I would watch sometimes when she went to Florida to vis...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Amy Smith’s hand was hurting. She had been writing psychology notes for the last hour, and her hand was killing her. She glanced down at the two pages before her that were covered in her slanted, graceful writing, and snuck a peek at the clock. Ten minutes to go until the lunch bell. Amy picked up...

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