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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    he says it’s strange - strange, the way i remember people’s words more than i remember their faces the way i memorize fragmented thoughts quicker than others can process them but the thing is: i have always found something so beautiful in the poetry that goes unwritten ...
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    memories do not make good pillows they are always getting stuck inside my ears and i can still hear the sound of my mistakes long after they are only an echo words resonate like stories ready to detonate, bringing me back to days when my heart was a phoenix - when strength could be reborn...
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    An adaptation of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s well-acclaimed novel, The Great Gatsby, hit the theatres on May 10, luring in millions of curious spectators. Set in the early 1920’s, Nick Carraway (Tobey Maguire) moves in to West Egg, home to those of “new money” wealth. He visits his cousin Dais...
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    this one is for the girl with the electric smile, lightning laughter, and candid charisma this one is for the girl who has been to more funerals than weddings, met more doctors than dancers, but has still managed to win more battles than lose them this one is for the girl who wil...
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    i want to know what the grasshoppers tell you as you lay your head against the cool ground, losing your identity to the night i want to know what the stars say to you when your eyes plead with them, begging for a wish that still hasn’t come true i want to know what the clouds...
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    memories do not make very good pillows they are always getting stuck inside my ears and i can still hear the sound of my mistakes long after they are only an echo words resonate like stories ready to detonate, bringing me back to days when our hearts were phoenixes - when our str...
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    my soul is covered in dust from all the days i spent trying to mold ceramic dreams into reality, and coach clay into meeting expectations and fulfilling aspirations...
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    she writes poetry the same way that her mother cooks dinner: relying on inspiration, taste, and chance and not a book of recipes...
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    reflected sunshines and personified brilliance - it is the crisp wave in his hair, the essence of life’s most valued ingredient it is the streak of power emitted from outlet wishes it is a sea of daisies upon dangers upon days of curiosity, intensity… it is the harmony of taxica...
  • Opinion > Pop Culture / Trends
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    Dear Diary, in 2012, a majority of teenagers wore skinny jeans and listened to bands like One Direction or Mumford and Sons; the iPhone 4S was a thing of the past as the iPhone 5 took reign, and the average price of a gallon of gas was $3.76 — oh and also, I bought frozen yogurt on July 31st at ap...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I am a fish that attempts to climb trees – and I won't rest until I can reach the top I am a bird with broken wings that believes she can still fly higher than all the rest. I am built for Forever but I will only ever have Temporary My mind is a web made of mirrors that reflect th...
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    if i could run away forever i would run until my arms became wings, my feet became fins, and my entire being became someone i would not be ashamed to look in the mirror and greet every morning...
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    my knees are still scraped from the time i fell off my bike when i was just seven years old; my arms still bruised from when i slipped off the too-tall mountain my throat is still tight with tears i refuse to shed; my chest bursting with emotions i do not want to acknowledge my hair i...
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    do you remember when you were young and someone asked you what you wanted to be when you grew up and you proudly responded that your fate was predetermined: you knew you were destined for greatness you believed that you could save the world, simply because you figured out that crayons ar...

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