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  The Box

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI

  Listening to the sounds of the actors I was intrigued by their speech watching, their emotions pour off the stage. "Our American Cousin". There was a stranger haunting the theater. "There's Booth" He gave the note to the usher first chance her got he walked in/ He...
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  Know me better, God

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI

  I came to Jesus as I was, and you lord, loved the poor. I was worried, wounded, and sad. Many’s the day I thought I wouldn’t be able to go on. How long O’ God, how long? You gave me strength, made me glad. There is going to be hope, so I gave myself to you gentle God. It made me ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  No Apology

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI

  Can't you tell that, I don't want you? Your chance is gone, you wasted my time and your's. But as they say good things never last. You took my heart and tottled with it, breaking it. Those nights you cried yourself to sleep, were restless for me to. Cramming those fights, a...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Dew & Raindrops

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI

  She’s not the type to party. Not the type to drink, or have a boyfriend. Not even the type to get an A- on anything. She was a gorgeous girl. Belle . Me, Paris was Belle’s best friend, that is, until the night of October 2nd. **** “Come on! It’ll be fun, ...
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  Blank Pages

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI

  My life. Put behind the bars of emptiness and insecurity. The cold, steel bars. What did I say? What did I do? Words. That's all I hear, all I taste, all I feel. Frozen tears and unillustrated fear. Objects becoming blurry, distorted, distant. Looking back on the shame it supplied me with. Blan...
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  Covering up

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI

  I understand that this whole thing is my fault I was masked by the thought of someone actually loving me You’ve moved on, I haven’t. Still waiting in the dark, as if you were to come back I guess I can’t handle the truth. Looking back on what we had, just to throw it all away. And the...
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  Fading

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI

  Lets pack up, and move me to Los Angeles, where I'm breakin' loose. I need a new town, so far away where nothing matters Hey mama, I love so dearly, I don't ever wanna let you down I've done the best I can this is my life, I’ll do what's best, but in the end...
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  The Sit beanch

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI
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  Camera XXI

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI
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  Bleached Shorts

  

  By Rissbreezy, Holland, MI