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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    You're the seasons of my mind The sun that makes me blind  to the cold air you emit and the snow that makes me slip. I fall  To the leaves; the colours that still turn  To the breeze, for which I yearn  And the aroma of tea with cinnamon  The touch of wool; the blankets we're wrappe...
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    Touch my face and trace my tears as they travel down my cheeks My lashes damp with sadness, close my eyes I hear you speak My nerves prevent my words, but yours sound just as sweet Although they lie I bide my time and wait for lips to meet You hold me in your arms to spawn that everlasting he...
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    Scattered across the table forming non-existent words Scrabble tiles are like an imaginary dictionary Examining each tile, I contemplate the endless possibilities for new expressions And the effect they might have. If I used them daily. Words have an undeniable power; just like the lette...
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    Juliet, I am no Shakespeare though I wish to be. Or do I? That is the question. Wooing you with my words is no easy challenge, considering you will not hear them anymore. I still spend my life trying to write to you. I love you regardless of how you treat me. I will always love you. There is...
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    Boom. Tap Tap Tap. Boom. Tap. Tap.                   Boom. Tap Tap Tap.                             Boom.                           Tap. Tap. Goes the drum. The first sounds of rhythm, of music, are being ...
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    The water drips above my head and splashes onto my face. It feels cool. Calm. Rejuvenating. The icy liquid makes contact with my skin. Cascading down my arms, my hands, each finger, the pressure feels liberating. It ripples to the floor and evaporates. My palms form a basket, catching more wat...
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    I grasp your hand as if it's the last piece of Earth I hold before falling off a cliff. I remember your scent as well as a child would, like the smell of fresh cookies coming from the bakery when it opens in the morning. I feel your gentle hug, warming me, like that first sip of c...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    As we fight, I feel my vocal cords burn. We scream and yell and slam doors,but what good does that do? After seventeen years, you would think we'd have it all figured out, but we don't. That's why I love you. You loved me despite my tantrums in the early years and the rag...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    "I don't want you to think that I'm crazy." I promise you, I'm not psychotic. There is absolutely nothing… Wrong… With me. The edges of my mind were the first to go. I started to pack up the life I had, just yesterday, Before I met you. My head now fills...
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    Could it be more painful? To watch your little girl grow up and know you won't be there. Does it make you sad? To see me cry and know you won't be able to show you care Do you disagree with the person I'll be or do you fuel the fire inside of me? No matter what your ...
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    The unreadable novel I've tackled many times Her Eyes The pages rip like tears that drip From Her Eyes The ink is smudged just like the grudge She holds Inside Her Eyes But margins fill with notes the spill The mind that lies behind Her Eyes...
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    Like night and day you changed your way and left my broken ship at bay. Not much to say New night, new day, Like waves that carry you away....
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    Rest I’m tired of the glass The shattering The broken pieces I’m tired of the water That drips and drips and drips down to the floor I’m tired of the pain the Beating the pounding in my chest When doctor? When will my broken heart rest? When? Will my broken heart ...
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    You told me not to wish my life away, But how could I not When all I want Is to be viewed as adult By the person I love? Believe me, I love being young, but how can I impress The one who knows best If I’m just a child In her eyes? I am much older than I seem Wise beyond my y...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    CLICK CLACK CLICK CLACK. The first thing I heard was the sound of high heel shoes on the tiled floor. I was rummaging through my papers while simultaneously looking for a pen, when I noticed the sound was coming closer. From the corner of my eye, I saw them. The heel was stick thin and about six or ...
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    Talking is the most effective and satisfying way of communication with others because it involves contact with other human beings. There are multiple forms of communication, which include: texting, cell phones, email, and social media. Using these alternative forms to communicate with others may be ...
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    The study of popular culture can be as valuable as the study of traditional literary and historical subjects because the study of popular culture can prepare students for a successful social life and a successful career. Popular culture is any media, art, slang, food, or place that is associated wit...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    I took a few steps down the hall. I froze. I looked back. I kept walking until I reached that door. That door that I had stood on the other side of wanting to knock on, waiting for her to open. I had been through this many times before. Contemplating wether to knock on that door. My nerves always go...

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