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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I am wind I am not seen but am observed felt by those who pay attention I am wind I am not stationary but am forever moving never settling in one place I am wind I am not rushed but am leisurely going only changing places when I am ready...
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    Loneliness is being nobody’s first choice Loneliness is being so far away from okay and having no one to make it better Loneliness is knowing that if you did not exist the world would just keep on spinning because that’s what it does it spins and it doesn't waste a damn thought on yo...
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    Addiction is putting your safety last because it gets in the way Addiction is following your heart though it leads you astray Addiction is arguing with yourself and winning with the losing side because you know you’re wrong yet you still get the prize...
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    Our lives are not a chord They are a symphony Not a single note But thousands Linked together through dirty socks lipstick stains used bandaids frozen dinners Meaningless actions contain life and purpose and joy Because One note alone means nothing But mixed together They mean everything...
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    I breathe life into earth I breathe earth into life I breathe my soul for all to see, covered in dirt and dripping in tears. I breathe myself into the open. Take me! What am I worth, covered in dirt and dripping in tears? I breathe myself out hoping to see beyond the air...
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    I am either the sun- Bright Happy Filling my surroundings with warmth, or I am a hole in space- sucking destroying creating never ending chaos around me. I cannot coexist with myself. Light and dark are not on a first-name basis. I am conflicted and confused- always attempting to be the...
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    The problem with depression is that the air feels too heavy and your words sound so thick and you look in the mirror and you are massive and your shoulders are burdened because of this weight and you don’t know how to fix it The problem with depression is that your blue eyes turn gray an...
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    i want to be in love happiness and hope keeping me alive day after day i want to hold your hand soft and strong keeping me safe from all that can hurt me i want to lie awake at night smiling because i have you and you have me and that is enough....
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    He paid so much attention to his demons that he couldn't listen to his angels. And while his demons fed him lies, his angels spoke the truth of how much worth he held within his hands. But since he never knew his angels, he was convinced that his hands were better off as a cup filled with...
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    Words are too solid concrete hard to encompass my feelings. Feelings are flexible fluid liquid airy They run and run and run like a river going into a bay into an ocean until One feeling hits another and another and they all collide- a big murky mess And finally when ...
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    Anytime I feel the need to give in give up get lost in my old ways my old habits my old thoughts, the sun speaks to me saying “Hello, beautiful. My rays are happiness And my light is hope.” It shines, showing me the way to laughter and life and love. Who ignores the sun? Only ...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Tap shoes. They have always been the embodiment of my worst enemy. They have always represented what I wanted so badly to master, but I just couldn't. They always called out to me: “Failure, failure!”, “Don't you want to perfect me?”, and “You'll never succeed!”. They spok...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I tell them I'm fine. I stick a fake smile on my face and keep my head up. But really, I'm not. I'm breaking down. Every part of me is slowly ripping apart while I just sit here and let it happen. I am a shell. I have no insides. Why do I refuse to rescue myself from the insanity of t...
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    I am a Lover and a Maker and a Doer But I cannot Love or Make or Do Because I have been Stripped of all that is Nice and Clean and Pretty And have been Replaced with Dirt and Dust and Dreariness I am an Imposter Not me Not myself My body, but Not ...
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    Up into the air. My feet Wave goodbye to the green blades of grass. Into the friendly sky. “Hello, cloud”, I say. Blue sky, yellow sun, white clouds. Tweet, tweet. Chirp, chirp. A bird here and a bird there. Let me join you! I can fly. Weightless. Suspended in the air. ...
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    I love him. He is my typical guy- smart, funny, sweet, a tad geeky. You have to understand that I am smiling as I write this, as I think about him, and I probably won't stop anytime soon. Anyway, I really did not like him when we first met. I could have cared less for him. But, he starte...
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    Colors. Endless Colors. Swirling around me like- Chasing me like- Fooling me like- What? Lights. The lights in my head That Never fade. I am in a Fog. A deep abyss Filled with Nothing. But, Everything That matters. Smooth. Smooth talking. Smooth sounds coming from yo...
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    Do you see all of the Frowns On all of these Faces? They are more Than just Names. They are people- With stories And problems And actual lives they need To live. So how can we just Sit here And refuse To think about them? We are embarrassingly selfish. So selfish. Really. Why Ca...
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    This is a thought that has latched on to consciousness and dared to come alive. It has dared to awaken the frozen paths of the heart which have not been trotted on in many forevors. It is bringing light and warmth to the forgotten corners of the heart, and mind, and soul. It i...
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    I can hear the hear thu-thumping of his heart as I affectionately lay my head against his chest. I like to think that the only reason his heart is beating is because of me. Of course I know it's not true, you know, biology and stuff. But, it's nice to think that I am the one that can make ...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    I can hear the man coming towards me, and a chill sends a shiver through all of my bones. I don't dare open my eyes; I would rather live my last moments thinking of good memories instead of staring at the man that will bring me my death. With every footstep, my muscles tense that much more. Tea...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    We are all so broken. We start of our lives whole and happy. But, one event shatters our hearts into a million little pieces, like shards of glass. The space between the pieces of our hearts holds our tears. They are kept there, like a reservoir. That is why we can not cry, even if we want to. Our t...
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    If the things that we find strength in aren't strong enough to hold themselves up, then what strength are we really getting? We are getting a false sense of security, a false sense of happiness, and a false sense of love. We are trying so hard to pretend that we can take these things and mold t...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Language is a precious thing in life. It is used to communicate and unite various people and cultures. However, it has an astounding ability to separate. It separates thoughts from actions and spoken words from beliefs. Most importantly, it separates us by our ambitions, dreams, and talents. Pe...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Yesterday, I went to the gym with my sister and my best friend. For most of the time, we were using the stationary bikes, but then we wanted to use stair steppers. I saw that there were three of them, one for each of us, and I thought 'Perfect!'. The only thing that wasn't perfect, ho...

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