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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    People always talk About tears of Sadness Versus tears of Joy. Supposedly, one starts In a certain eye And the other In the other eye. I can never remember Which is which. Does it matter? But no one ever seems to talk About tears of Anger Frustration Stress Or Fear. No one seems T...
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    I have never been hit by a truck. Yet I, like most people, for some reason can say what it feels like. Imagine it. Walking out into the street, relaxed and unaware. Suddenly you are hit – you register the moment of impact in a daze. You feel metal on skin, on muscle, on bone. Shoulder sh...
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    Spoiler alert! (Duh) I’ve been a diehard Mortal Instruments fan for a couple of years now. Jace is by far one of my favorite characters that I have ever had the pleasure of meeting – his sarcastic, snippy, humorous, yet still tender personality embodies what I picture to be the image of streng...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    A while back I heard about this thing in the news. There were these two (gay) men that were kicked off of a plane because they kissed once and another passenger threw a hissy fit about it. Just one kiss – no making out or groping or anything else inappropriate. Just a lone, single kiss. Wait...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    You know, I really hate it when people say that teenagers can’t fall in love. It’s absolutely ridiculous for a (questionably) able-minded adult to scoff at teenage love. I mean, really? Is there some point in life when suddenly you forget what it once was to be young? “*POOF*, you’re...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I used to thrive in fertile soil, But now my field is barren. I used to be the envy of every eye that wandered, But now my petals wilt and crumple. I used to welcome the soft caress, But now my thorns prick and bleed. I used to draw the nose of every passer-by, But now my rot repulses them. ...

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