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    lukewarm water crawled up my neck, and I fought to breathe. No outside force, just words. little meaningless words, that hit me so hard. Someone's words, transforming my whole view upon myself. Your grip on me, so tight, you still can't let go. I use to push away yo...
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    her wavy dark hair blows gently in the wind, and beneath her lys the crystal blue ocean. no one can deny the sad eyes she wears. Her dangling bracelet hangs from her wrist, and the clouds shadow. it jingles as each charm pass one another. She likes herself- when others are not pres...
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    writing these words, like concealing my problems. The words prompt to conceal each and every mishap that infests my brain. It’s my escape, my drug, out of my own head. Uninviting and cold the outside may seem, but the inside can only reveal worse adjectives to this surrending ...
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    SHE. “I love you” he whispered barely audible through his lips. The girl smiled, then laughed, laughed so hard she collasped tp the ground hyserical. The boy didn’t understand what was so funny about those three words to her. Whenever he got the guts to say it, all she wou...
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    I’m afraid to turn the page, and see the black ink letters of my fate. For the reaction that will contort my face, will be visible to merely anyone paying attention. All I’ve been praying for is a new chapter, but how come it’s not up to me to label the title? Is it that hard...
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    fragile flowers speak words of innoncence. dainty and poised makes a pathway for sunlight. perfect soil and a seemingly stealthy stem. the core of fragile flowers are easily hidden. hidden behind soft skinned petals. but what is broken? petals are wrinkled but still in tact. ste...
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    I stare out the cold glass windows. I see what I should see on a typical February day. Old dirty snow being shoveled, and promising grins hoping for spring to come. That’s when I see a petite little girl building a snowman with just a little jacket and some snow boots. Using all her...
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    Weeping Willows sway soundly never perplexating the crisp air. as the night grows darker, more trees start to whisper at an audible sound. But the swoosh of each weeping willow never disrupts a good night sleep. Lawnmowers screech grooming the virginal grass, bird’s flapping th...
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    The hard cold ground, is all that you feel. Until it numbs each and every bone in that emaciated body. puddles of justice, are poured from you’re eyes. Each and every tear representing “what could’ve what would’ve”. they stare you down, as if your a top wanted criminal. A...
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    a pure little girl hid under her bed. burying herself, until concealed. domination knocked on her weak door. with each piercing knock, shredding tears poured down her cheeks. she gripped her flimsy pieces of hope, before they could slip between her delicate fingers. For the only advic...
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    a lighthouse glimmering against the thick black sky. The mystery lingers throughout the stars, the slap of each crest relinquish the fury. this alarming sensation, creates curiousity of the motives. Malignant and Mortal, is all that is processed in these courageous waves. For...
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    when will it end. I’m patient, and broke down more than once. But I’ve been patient. I worked hard for multiple things, and was let down. It wasn’t even that though, it’s the passion in which is missing in my life. For, passion is like a soulmate. I’ve moved o...

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