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posted by problematic124
Her eyes were raw
But she could not cry
It was all she saw
The pain and the lies
Her hope was broken
She felt incomplete
Freedom was wanted she wanted to be
To be able to laugh
To be able to smile
If not even once
But once in a while
She has to survive
She has to survive
It's the only thing that could keep her alive
Her eyes started to water
But she held the tears back
She never wanted
To be seen like that
Her life was of ruins
She hurt a real lot
Her family was gone
And left to rot
It was a long time
And yet it still hurt
She felt like a crime
And even worse
But she needed to survive
They would want it that way
So she got up
And tried to close the pain
Oh lord, dear god
Cleanse her poor soul
Fill it life or destroy it whole
She needs to be stronger
To hold all that pain
To move on with her life
To become whole again
Open her eyes
So then she can see
What she really is meant to be
Show her she's important
And that she is loved
Then she'll be free
She has to hold on
Take a deep breath
And maybe she'll get some rest
Bending down she sat on the floor
She closed her eyes shut
They began to water
Tears pricked her eyes
But she let them fall
Empower her
She stood very still
And cried for long hours
Then she got up
And took a deep breath
Soon she thought
It will all be right
Everything will be all right
And that will at least
Get her through the night
And she will live
A happy good life
posted by EmzLovesCheryl
Life.


Life is what you make it, a recipe that could either end in disaster, or turn out great.

Some people get an advantage, they start off with better ingredients. But at the end of the day, the person that worked the hardest, gets the best result, no matter how they started.

Never think that you can't beat that person who has every ingredient ready-made, because they happen to have that start in life. If you are dedicated to what you do, then there's nothing to stop you getting to that same stage. Or above that stage. You just have to be determined, talented at what it is you want to do, and...
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posted by kayleebabee
As the Bentley pulled into the huge garage jane smiled to herself gently. I felt Edward stiffen next to me.
"What is it?" I mouthed I felt my eyebrows pul together in mystification, as he shook his head it must have been bad then what she was thinking.
"Move it I don't have all day and neither do your family." She cackled like a witch on halloween.
I fought back a snarl- that was out of line and Jane seemed the type who would use your family against you in a fight.
"She was thinking about the tortures they had put Esme and Carlisle through. They let them get- you remember how thirsty you were before...
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posted by mars15
I hate when you walk away from me
because I'm always scared that you won't be come back
I hate every time i see you
because i always melt like ice scream on sun
I hate every time when I'm not seeing you
because i always think where are you
I hate that you're always in my head
because i can't think about anything else but you
I hate when you don't talk with me
because i always think that i did something wrong
I hate that i always try to impress you
but it's like you don't see that
I hate every time you touch me instinctively
because you always make me want to hold you,to kiss you
I hate every time you talk...
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posted by FalliNgSparks
Here I spread the colors of my life

They sound like a tune of fife


They always closed me in a dark room

I put on my headphones, enjoyed & played the boom


It's so boring to just see the sky

Today I decided I'll go and fly


Eveyones mind is full of depressions

But mine is full of imaginations


I changed the dark night into shining sequins

And the heap into beautiful fragrance


I don't want you to make my hair a mess

Cause I'm wearing the tiara to be a princess


My passion, my obsession, my desire

Don't interfere in between or I'll blow you up with flames of fire
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posted by e2mma2weasle3
If You're Writing Fiction

1.Figure out what you want to write about or what type of book you want to write. For some people, ideas come naturally, but for others, it's a difficult step. If you’re having trouble, figure out what kind of books you like. Do you read a lot of Stephen King? Write a horror book. Have you been hooked on Eoin Colfer ever since the second grade? Write a story about elves and technology. If you try to write a book that you would enjoy reading, writing it will be more fun and easy.

2. Know the elements of a good novel.

-The setting. The setting of a story is its time...
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posted by twilight-rocks9
sorry it's so long let me know if you like it



We’re finally out of the house and coughing I looked at my ivory skin marked with ashes I looked at jose same thing. “jose do you have the money and your clothes?” I ask “yes do you have the food and your clothes?” my little brother asked I can explain the bags we wanted to run away because our parents were splitting up.“Of course oh my goodness look at Domingos’ house” I say. It is also on fire we see one person stumble out “jose we need to see who that is.” I say. He already was running to see who it is. “Thank goodness we...
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posted by coriann
Chap 1
They say the woods had magical powers, or that there were creatures possessing the woods that caused strange things to happen in the neighboring town. But myths may be able to fool the 19th century, maybe even the 20th century, but the 21st century? You’ve got to be kidding me. With the kind of first class technology that can map out entire areas through every nook and cranny, and that can create a program that can entangle the entire world in its web. The 21st century was 1st class, un-gullible and not easily fooled, too wrapped up in our own little bubble of a world that we created...
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posted by dragonwriter
I wake up. It's early in the morning. A cool wind blows by my face whispering sounds i don't understand. I look up at the sky and notice that it is a light blue color and it makes me feel that there is no problems in the world. Looking around i get a different story.

Blood everywhere. Bodies over bodies and not a living soul in sight. Who could have done this? My head starts to spin and my vision is going blurry. A creature appears from the wind that was flying by my head earlier.

This creature starts walking torwards me speaking in a language that I have never heard before. I go to reach for my gun and find a giant hole in my right leg. It continues to get closer and closer and is staring at me as if to be a hunter and I am it's prey.

Knowing that this is the end I look up at the sky. Beginning to close my eyes the last of my sights are focused ont he Blue Skys.
posted by viju
Shining down in eyes....
Shining down in eyes....
Do you ever feel?
Like a melba toast
Breaking into pieces
With no way from sea to coast
Do you ever feel
That you’re so ignorable
But inside do you know
You’re inescapable
Do you ever feel like
You’re under pressure
But inside you’re heart
There’s an aggression.

You need to hear
Mellifluous voice in your mind
And than

(Chorus)
Run like a Meteor
Through the sky
Through the space
Shining down in our eyes
Run like a Meteor
Piercing the wind
With lightening speed
Shining down in everybody’s eyes

(Verse – II)
Do you ever feel like
You’re so irresistible
But really you are
So capable
Do you ever feel
That...
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posted by lucius_malloy
Under the surface of the ever-moving ocean, it is calm.
There are hardly any sounds bouncing about the vast space, and the ones that are have been muted, many times over. The roaring of a ship’s engines, mighty as a lion, is only a faint humming sound, more felt than heard as it vibrates its way through your body.
You’re floating, floating in a mass of blue. The only thing you can see is blue, blue, and blue – different shades, some lighter than others, some dark as a winter night in the North, but blue nonetheless. Now that you think about it, it’s slightly disturbing – oppressive,...
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