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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    sadly i remember you even clearer now that youre gone and it hurts so much nothing fixes something in the memory more than the will to forget it i will take any pain over this and i dont understand why we live when our lives have no relevance  and in a split second of eons my ...
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    I have lost my favorite pen. I only bought it yesterday but it's already  smothered somewhere  out there. I miss my favorite pen, but I have also lost my favorite friend and I believe that hurts me just a bit more. I can't even write about you in black (the color of your ...
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    broken flesh around my decaying cracked blackened irises ablaze, an inferno craze my mind has gone....
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    I rambled about a boy in a notebook and I then gave the notebook to the boy ramblings and all. So the boy read the notebook and he gave it back because he did not know that he was whom I rambled of and we never spoke of the notebook again. The boy cut off his baby hair and we spoke o...
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    In the frosty velvet night air, my feet treaded under the destiny that had consumed me. White Wing Road would be my end, but it was also the start to all of this. I could remember Tessa and me, all those years before; and the horrible ink blot of deafening red that stained this very road. I could ...
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    Infinite. A word not commonly used to describe things that are sporadic. Not used to describe a moment, a heart of a second in time. But moments can in fact be as infinite as the galaxy. As infinite as the lips of a dampened passion. Infinity could go on for miles, or for mere minutes. Minute...
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    his voice is the rasp you hear over the phone midnight check-in calls, concerned like the clink of wine glasses in a lovers hotel room. It is the silent roar of whitenoise glistening in your subconcious coaxing you like a box, sealed tight. It is the deep rolling tides beautifully frigh...
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    Why is it That everyone believes to be Who they are told too be? I am trying to be Who I think I should be But well behaved people Rarely are remembered....
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    My brothers eyes Can be so kind When they choose to. And as he raises his voice I think of times he was small and pure Helpless and genuine. And as he repeats himself As he repeats Repeats himself And as he repeats himself As he repeats himself And as he repeats I think of when his...
  • Fiction > Action-Adventure
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    Someone was calling my name at the top of their lungs. They screamed with a panicked tone so intense it made my heart pound and my hands clammy. I quickly glanced around, and then ducked under the nearest object I could find. A shadow appeared into the doorway, then an unrecognizable figure looming ...
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    Isaac could hear deafening sounds all around him, Coming from every direction, but all he saw was suffocating blackness. He felt the soil flutter beneath him and he felt so serene, content, like he had been in deep slumber for years. He felt his body recollecting itself and he felt a numb t...
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    We were traveling Down a bumpy Virginia road that looked a lot smoother than it was. And I was listening to that kind of music that makes you want to fly away, and wonder about things. Not exactly in that order. But out the window it kind of looked like we were flying away, Because we were drivi...

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