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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    When you live in other peoples shadows, How can you know what you really look like? In their eyes, at least. All they see is your faint shape, Drowned out by their luminance. You can’t stand the light, Because you’ve never had your own. Someone pities you, offers you a chance To walk in ...
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    It’s past the witching hour. Past the time where small children Run to parents’ room with nightmares. Past when the stray cats go to sleep. Past when the night is darkest. Past when the moon is fullest. Past when the coyotes have had their fill. Everything’s asleep. The birds, the anim...
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    You stare at the mirror, every morning. You tell yourself your pretty, beautiful. But deep down, you know it isn’t true. Your hair, it’s too plain. Your hips, too round. Your eyes, too normal. You’re nothing special. That mirror destroys your confidence. So destroy it....
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    How long I’ve waited To be held by you The darkness enveloped Too thick to see Has taught to numb To live without the pain The happy faces dance by Are not of mine but another one One no one can see Yet I see her standing there As plain as can be Reflecting out a nice big smile Back at...
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    Do you know what it’s like To lose your best friend Little by little, day after day Over nothing at all They all forget about you Because you have nothing to say You sit in the darkness The quiet background Silently supporting them And they don’t even appreciate you Only invite you whe...
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    Watching you walk away I can’t stand it The pain Something has to change Slowly reaching for something Seemingly unobtainable You always turn away Walk towards that place Always leaving I can’t follow you You’re not that good For me Why can’t I leave? Why can’t you sta...
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    I had a dream about you last night. We were walking Down the street Like we used to, hand in hand. You smiled at me, I smiled back. We stopped, You pulled me close, Whispered “I love you” And kissed me. Waking up I remember You aren’t mine. You never were. In fact I’m mad...
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    Going through the motions, Day in, day out. Everything’s blurry, Except you. I hear your name and smile. Your voice, look, Hoping your talking to me. Helpless, hopeless, You’re taking yourself from me Faster than I can handle. My world is shattering. I don’t want you to go. I’m n...
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    It would be so easy To give it all up To give in And leave Why then Do I stay Just to be Tortured By you Every day Nothing I say Is good enough I can’t have One minute to myself It’s always All about you...
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    Maybe it would be easy To leave you behind. Wander by myself a while. Maybe I could dig a hole And hide away until Its safe to come out. Maybe I could run away From all the fears I’ve had All these stifling years. Maybe it would be nice To lay on the cold gr...
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    Raised voices, breaking glass Whimpers of fear Nothing new is being said, Changing the situation Into something better. Creeping down the hall See her crying See him yelling Tears running down her face Sneak back, shaking Sit in bed, sobbing Crying into th...
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    See that lonley soul? teetering on the delicate thread of happiness pushed softly, like a swans' kiss, into soft dispair harder, sent spiral'ng into pain. Who will save her from this? This is the injustice of life. See that box that follows? filled with joy and pain from those ...
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    To find ones love does not love one back is a horrid fate trying to smile becomes harder with each passing day the love felt by one and not another hurts more than a thousand wounds the darkness beacons Doest thou wish upon mine head a pain worse than death itself in its most terribl...
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    i look at it and see all the things you did for me i kiss it and remember the way you used to kiss me i set it in a vase and think about all the care you gave me my little red rose days later i look at it and see all the things you never did for me i kiss it and remember all the lies yo...
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    The fallen leaves crunch softly beneath the Naked feet, wet with the steady rain that Harbors the approaching darkness, ever- Present, enveloping the sunny day. Sunny days are few and increasingly Far between here in the subconscious mind After the realization that the love Shouldn’t c...
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    My days are always cloudy Covered by the rain Cursed am I by this sadness I suffer every day Sunshine strays through this stormy life Few and far between Your smile illuminates the sorrowed clouds Masking all the pain Some say a rose by any other name Would smell but as sweet I say th...
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    walking home after a dance, i stood in the middle of the road. i looked up, watching the stars. a large red truck turns the corner. staring into the headlights, two thoughts run through my mind. 1) do i really fear death? What's there to be afraid of? I've already lost anything and everyth...
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    -the ocean, as soon as you jump in, you step in something gross; -riding a bike, when your learning, you fall off a lot, but soon you get the hang of it, and you only fall of every once in a while; -an Ipod, full of songs of every type; -the radio, you can tell it what you want, but it never real...
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    The sounds of battle raged in his ears. Quickly he opened his eyes. On his overhead display he saw nothing but blackness. Still, Masterchief's voice reached him through the com-link. Move, Spartans! We have to reach Blue-Five. Blue-Five. He feels like he should know who that is. Slowly, as if d...
  • Fiction > Action-Adventure
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    A few hours ago i was the happiest kid in the world; nice house, good grades, loving family, pretty much anything i asked for. That all came crashing down in less than second. We were playing baseball in the street, like we always do on Saturday. The four cul-de-sacs in my neighborhood all had th...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    Why did he do it? Did I do something wrong? We were on our way home from our date; he was going to drop me off on his way home. He was such a gentleman. Does that mean he still cares for me? We sit in silence, the radio barely making noise, on our way down the windy road in the snowy dark. “Are y...
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    INT—HIGH SCHOOL CAFETERIA—DAY JASMINE, a comely high school senior, friends call her JAZ, is sitting by herself in a crowded cafeteria when ALI, attractive senior and Jaz’s best friend, comes and sits across from her, dropping her tray. CAMERA ON ALI ALI Super excited You will NOT g...
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    Lunch is always a chaotic time in the ROTC Room. Especially on uniform days. Everybody is primping their uniforms, shoveling greasy cafeteria food into their gaping maws, and fighting to be heard over everybody else in the room. As always, I was sitting near Brandon, sharing his greasy cafeteria foo...
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    It’s 2:28 AM. I stand there, seemingly the only patron in the store, staring at the ice cream. Which one do I really want today? Classic chocolate? Or maybe some cookie dough? Or, if I’m feeling really adventurous, some Moose Tracks with caramel pieces, perhaps? When, suddenly the sounds of a st...
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    The fair was bursting at the seams. Kael Estrish was wondering the Consice annual fair. The young mercenary and mediocre majican was looking for better weapons, work, and possibly some fun. He was browsing through the stalls, glancing here at an enchanted ring or there at some beautiful pottery, enj...

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