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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Look at me, look me in the eyes and tell me I"m not good enough, tell me I'm no one. There was a time when I would surrender to your belittling words, let your hatred poison me. But that time has passed. Go ahead, tell me now how I'm worthless, tell me I'm weak. I�...
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    Sometimes I feel like I’m chasing after my own life, watching helplessly as it goes by in a blink...
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    Life is too short to worry about every tiny detail. I've learned the hard way that the only way to live with OCD is to ignore OCD. I don't obsess. I don't have impulses. I'm okay with messy handwriting and bent corners. I understand that nothing is symmetrical and that my...
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
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    I’m seventeen. I’m an AP student, a good friend, and a mentor. I do my schoolwork, respect my teachers, maintain healthy relationships, and aspire to one day become a teacher. I seem friendly enough, right? If I were already a teacher, or just an adult in general, I would be treated and spoken t...
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
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    I keep my head down, I can’t let them see me. If they do, I’ll have to run. Just my luck, here they come now. I can hear them behind me, their hyena laughter echoing through the halls. I will myself to be invisible But they see me. “Oh my God, it’s her!" I’m dead. ...
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    Yesterday I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but love. Today I looked into his eyes and saw nothing....
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    The bathroom knows my secrets. The bathroom is the one room in my house in which all the worst things have happened to me. The bathroom is where I disappear to after every meal and retch until I am as empty as before. The bathroom is where I hide to cut deep gashes in my arms ...
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    When did it become a habit? When did it become a tradition to answer your calls with tears and the words "What happened this time?" It seems as though the only times we even talk anymore are the times that you hold The Gun to your head and threaten to pull the trigger. When'...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Sing cicada, sing! Long notes from your nimble wings That shine with dusk's light....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    When the sun rises, it returns the colors that, with the fall of night, it had stolen from the world, streaking pink and gold throughout the sky. When there are clouds to cover the sun, they steal away the colors that rightfully belong to the morning's world. But occasionally, ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    How do you say “lasts forever” in one word? Permanent. I can make anything last. Just trace the easily erased pencil lines in permanent marker. And make it last forever. Is doesn’t wash out or fade away. It simply stays where it is, forever. I just wish I could say the same for you....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I will not cry. I will NOT cry. I refuse to cry or show any emotion at all. Because crying is a sign of weakness. That's what he says. That's what he says when he tells me I can't do anything right when he asks me whose child I am because I can't be his. I'M NOT ...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    A friend asked me one day when I came to school with a thin red line across my throat "What the h*** did you do?" I simply said "I wanted to see what would happen." Silly girl. If she had known me better, she would know that if I wanted to die, I already would have. ...
  • Hot Topics > What Matters
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    ********************************************************************** What is up with all these girls who dye their blonde? Why would they do it? Are they trying to accomplish something? Or just to look like Paris Hilton? I'll tell you what: I was born blonde, and I've hated it since ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A dying sun in a blood streaked Autumn sky sinks slowly beyond the horizon. The chill October air catches my breath and sends it billowing out of my mouth in a cloud of white like the smoke that pours from from the stacks of the refinery on the opposite horizon. I can't take a ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Most people find the rain depressing. They see it as the sky falling to pieces or tears falling from the heavens. They see gray skies and their hearts hurt. But not me. I don't see the rain as a cause for disconsolation. In the rain I see beauty life rebirth a fresh start. ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A cut is just a thin red line the footprints of a knife or a razor blade or my metal nail file or my dad's credit card all of which have walked across my wrist and my heart....
  • Opinion > Discrimination
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    I know this boy from school whose entire life has been one big walk down the gauntlet of life. He has an unspeakably terrible family life, including a mentally abusive older brother and a father who is in and out of jail. He has grown up timid and indecisive, and because of that, he can’t stand up...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    A girl at school asked me one day "Why don't you ever wear any low-cut shirts? You've got a lot to show off, but you always hide under those baggy, high-necked guy-shirts. It would be okay if they were your boyfriend's shirts, but they're not. You don't even have a boyf...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    It's funny how I never really noticed how lonely a train's whistle can sound as it blows so long and lonely so far off in the distance. It's the saddest sound in the world And as I lay here as I do on many nights, insomniac that I am, I can't help but feel drawn to tha...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I will not show pain Or any other human weakness I will not thell the truth I will tell pretty lies So that the public May never know the Pain that countless millions have suffered the Hell That I've been through trying so desperately to hold on and endure But one of theses days ...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    I am a perfect little robot. I have perfect little eyes and a perfect little nose and a perfect little mouth set in a perfect little smile that I keep even when my perfect little eyes get perfectly wet. I have perfect hair, perfect clothes, and a perfect little voice that says perfect little things,...
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    Can't breathe choke on fear Are they serious? No way to be sure Don't feel. If you pretend it doesn't hurt maybe it won't. When that doesn't work hold on to the pain Cling to it like your firstborn child I'd rather be in pain than empty. Hear no evil...
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    Broken mirror cracked shattered little fragments shards fall to the ground tinkling and twinkling small but dangerous. I am distorted broken into pieces destroyed. I will never be whole again....
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    Once ther was a girl. She had lots of friends good grades Her teachers said she would achieve her goals one day She wrote books and stories and poetry She was a good listener and gave good advice She didn't take any crap from haters She was insecure She didn't cry in public, but a...

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