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  Untitled

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Sometimes you’re a book That I can read cover to cover Clean, crisp and clear Or you’re like the smell of oranges Rising, waking, ready for a new day Like the color of morning sun You’re the rush of the city The buzzing of people The ever glowing of street lamps at midnight Yo...
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  No Escape

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  The wood floor panels creak And night covers the world like a sheet My hands shake As I search through the pile of old keys The lock on the door Waiting for perfection As the keys sit Whispering to one another what they know Desperation replacing My abandoned frustration The keys ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  On the Inside, I'm Crumbling

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Tears prick my eyes And I just sit on the floor On the outside I’m just upset Just some other crying girl But on the inside I’m begging for you to be here I’m reaching out for you Even though I know that you’re not there And as a tear slides down my cheek That wall that I keep u...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Somberly

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  I see the way you look at her Sick to my stomach I can’t look away I am drawn to this horrific scene Which sets my mood to somber What you don’t know Is how much I would give to be her How many tears I’ve cried They could fill an ocean If only you knew how strongly I thirst to t...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Break of Dawn

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Last night The snow descended in giant flakes like powder Now the sunlight crawls through the thin laced curtains Warming her olive toned skin The heavy off white comforter Keeps her in a steady haze of dreams The room once looked fragile Pale and silver with the delicate moon light But now...
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  Our Dying Love

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  The words I scream Are non-existent They never pass my unforgiving lips It’s only the sound of the rain That keeps the silence from consuming us In my head I hear the untuned piano keys Your hands playing that song over and over The twisted, unpitched melody haunts me Reminding me of...
• Fiction > Romance
  Chosen chapter 3

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Ch 3 We walked out into a room that connected to both a kitchen and a living room. “Here is the living room, and the couch.” you said jumping onto it and sinking into the cushions. You patted the seat next to you but I ignored you and kept walking around the living room. I vaguely s...
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  Sometimes We All Need A Little Guidence

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  I find myself staring outside your window, the one behind you. I vaguely remember a desk to my left and next to that a tall black bookshelf. I know that there is a chair next to me, identical to the chair that I am sitting in right now; as I stare out that window. A squirrel runs across the dark pav...
• Fiction > Romance
  Chosen chapter 1

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  The music pounded in my ears as I held the red plastic cup of beer in my hands. The lights flashed and it became harder to see the people around me. I felt like I was getting a fever because the air was thick inside the house crammed of drinkers and party goers. The cup kept slipping out of my finge...
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  Chosen chapter 2

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Ch. 2 I woke up under heavy blankets, I rolled over rubbing my eyes and then I realized, I wasn’t in my bedroom at all. I squirmed out of the blankets and sat up. “Hey there.” You said smoothly trying to calm me down. I looked up startled “Whe-where am I?” I asked bringing the sheets up ...
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  With you, its like walking on egg shells

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  I walked down the streets that were so familiar to me, particularly too familiar. I felt my nose and fingertips getting colder and colder as I kept walking down the streets; watching my breath come out in thick puffs in front of me. Only a few streets left and then I’ll be there, in his warm house...
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  Running, I must get Away

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  The air in the room suddenly seemed to disappear, my feet hurt extremely from my high heeled, opened toed shoes. It felt like everyone was staring, waiting, for my next move. I felt like I was going to burst from all the pressure; I lifted my foot and reached down, yanking off one heel then the next...
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  Spiral O U T ch. 4

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Ember Yelling, seems to be all we do My mom takes my cell phone and walks down stairs to the kitchen practically boiling over. “Ember you can’t see this boy. Understand me?” “No mother in fact I don’t. You just don’t understand because Dad left you, you don’t know wha...
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  Spiral O U T ch. 3

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Josh Pulling strings, to have friends I walk home from the grocery store with a bag full of butter, eggs, milk, all the essentials that mom needs for the party she’s hosting. As the sun sinks down and it gets darker I try to squeeze through alleys and take short cuts to get ho...
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  Spiral O U T ch. 2

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Faith What Secrets? Its 12am and the muscles in my thighs ache, I can’t lie still in my bed. I can’t F A L L asleep since my head is overflowing with thoughts (yes about Tray, maybe I’ve said too much) I get up and walk to the bathroom, and I itch...
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  Spiral O U T ch. 1

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Tray The beginning I sit down at the so familiar chair that faces in front of the lit computer screen anxiousness …….up bubbles …. inside me as I sign onto Facebook and wait for her to come online so we can ch...
• Fiction > Romance
  Fix me part 2

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  I opened my eyes and I was wrapped in Tristan’s warm embrace, my face pressed to his chest. I snuggled closer to him and a few moments later I felt his arms tense around me. He looked down at me and brushed the hair out of my face before asking. ‘Are you feeling better?” I nodded before sa...
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  Fix me

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  The blood from my veins dripped from my fingertips as I stood in the dark cold night crying. I stood on the steps in the front of Tristan’s house, my feet dirty and bare. I was wearing a white spring dress, now torn and covered in my own blood. I shivered with fear as I looked at my bare arms now ...
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  The world can be a dark place

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  I woke up to my mother screaming, screaming and screaming and screaming. I rubbed my fists against my sleepy eyes as I slipped out of bed and out from under the covers keeping me warm. I turned down the hallway where my mother’s scream was coming from. I was nervous while walking toward the scream...
• Fiction > Romance
  Unexected and Unexplainable

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  “But I still don’t understand it, these words they are just so complicated, rich with meaning, if only I could understand what Romeo was trying to say…” I sighed helplessly. If only Mr. Hale, my English teacher, could explain it in words I could comprehend. He stood up and took my arm towing...
• Fiction > Romance
  The feeling of summer

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  The sun glistens against the water and the sand is warm and soft under my bare feet. I turn back to see my loving boyfriend Hunter trailing behind. I walk toward the white foamy waves as they softly build and then meet the sand. My cotton knee length dress flows behind me as I get closer to the blue...
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  My Emma

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  The wind whipped through my hair as I raced down the long grassy plain never wanting to stop. I clutched onto Delilah’s mane and tilted my head back feeling an ultimate rush…… A bright light pierced my eyes waking me up from a wonderful dream, inviting me to another school morning. I squinted ...
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  The scars of my secret part 2

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  My dad swung me like a rag doll, suddenly I lost grip of the bat and I was soaring through the air or at least that’s what it felt like, until I smashed into the glass window. I fell to the ground my head searing with pain, my arm throbbing covered in shards of glass and blood. I reached my other ...
• Fiction > Romance
  The scars of my secret

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  I walked down the stairs to answer the door shivers running through my body from my fever of 99.7. I walked closer to the door once I saw who it was my stomach flipped; and I quickly turned my back to the door. It was my boyfriend Josh and if he saw me like this he would find out my dirty secret. Yo...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Pressure

  

  By jenx0x3, Swampscott, MA

  Pressure Pressure Pressure To be the best To do the best To act To walk To talk And to look The best Pressure pressure Pressure To be Popular Funny Cool Pretty Skinny “Hot” To Fit in To hang With the “fun and cool” people To Dress “in style” Wear the right…....