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Published on 3rd January 2015 1:30pm
Written by Angel Night AngelNight
I bet my life that you have heard this all before,
That sometimes life gets ruff,
But that's never a reason to give up.
Just keep your head up,
Because I know you can.
Always keep your best foot forward.
Its never over,
Unless you make it that way.
So follow your dreams,
Never let people drag you down.
I bet my life you forgot how it feels,
To be yourself.
But just know,
That even in the hardest of times,
I will be there.
I will be there when you are sad,
When you wish to take your life,
When no one else is there,
When...
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Published on 3rd January 2015 1:22pm
Written by lolnotfunny
forever and ever
is what they used to say
forever until that day
is what they say now
perfect best friends
perfect sisters
perfect twins
perfect everything
each have their own story
each told it so differently
each held each others hands
each keep the other strong
never thought they would stop
stop being friends
stop being sisters
stop being twins
you would have never thought
it would be over a boy
a boy that one loved
the other ignored
a stupid boy
he told...
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Published on 2nd January 2015 10:17am
Written by MsRockyJackson
I'm done being mad at you,
I thought it was fun to want to hurt you,
To want to make you suffer, but all it did was left me bitter.
I can't control what you did,
I wish I could erase what you said to her which was what you said to me too.
I'm tired of being blue,
I'm tired of not knowing who to trust,
I'm tired of cussing people out who aren't even worth my time.
It's time to move on.
You were supposed to be my friend, that much is true, but since you've broke my trust it's time to let you go.
I don't want you to make this any harder than it...
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Published on 31st December 2014 7:12am
Written by prestonGibson
"Behind closed lips and tied to the tongue rests an unspoken promise of clarity. I wish I could see it or perhaps taste it with a kiss. I imagine it's bittersweet flavor and indulge in what the certainty of actually knowing would be like. I long to know what's locked and sealed behind those lips I've memorized. This will prove to be our demise however, the wonder will keep me afloat for now."

To whom this may concern.
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Published on 31st December 2014 6:45am
Written by Strange Being wickedj98
Age makes you notice certain things. For example, a persons life is broadly divided into three periods. During the first, it doesn't even occur to us that one day we will grow old, we don't think that time passes or that from the day we are born we're all walking toward a common end. After the first years of youth comes the second period, in which a person becomes aware of the fragility of life and what begins like a simple niggling doubt rises inside you like a flood of uncertainties that will stay with you for the rest of your days. Finally, towards the end of life, we reach the period of...
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Published on 30th December 2014 10:03pm
Written by Astronomy
Don't you just love it when you're walking home from the shops late at night already rather scared when you come across someone twice your size but only a few year older walking in front of you continuously stopping so the only option you have is to walk in front of them?

And when you do, you act as polite as possible, you keep to yourself and keep your head down (after all you don't want to make him feel like you're glaring at him or anything else to make him uncomfortable) but suddenly he stands straight and just stares at you, not moving forwards so you still have to...
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Published on 30th December 2014 7:20am
Written by Lee
I have never been more frustrated with being a poet than I am right now, today.
I donít know how to explain to the man I love that I am shadows, that I am battlefields left rotting, that memories have tainted the land and I hear their whispers even seven years later. How do I explain that sometimes those shadows twist and I am lost in them? How do I explain that my soft has only ever been the kind that is of seas and oceans, tides caressing collecting destroying reshaping the shore? How do I tell him my edges arenít meant for velvet and lace?
How do I tell him that I am not...
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Published on 29th December 2014 11:51pm
Written by Jina Bella jinabell21
Have you ever done something in hopes of feeling better
Something you once scolded your older sister for doing
Something that you never understood why so many your age did
Yet the moment you did it afterwards you felt so..
..so empty?
Sleeping with him didn't make me feel better, in fact I felt as hollow as a birds bones
It started out with hand holding
Simple, sweet, safe
Then led to cuddling, alright. I can still handle this.
Then kissing, oh fuck what am I doing?
Then groping, then the aftermath
I hoped to feel something, anything...
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Published on 29th December 2014 5:07am
Written by sammy4444
Dear [name omitted],
I think we need to have a little talk about friendship. I have been told that you spent some time with our mutual friend trying to convince her that she and I would never be good together, a relationship between us would never work. You used my parents as a reference point, and how it would break their hearts, as if you even know my parents. You made the woman who you claim to be friends with feel like there was no way she would ever be enough for me. For this I consider you to be a terrible friend. You are a busy body and need to keep yourself out of my affairs...
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Published on 28th December 2014 11:01pm
Written by HHMCameron
(as long as it's green)
being that i am finally getting an office job soon enough (9/3/2006), i and finally doing this labor job the way i've wanted all along, and it is getting noticed... (i pity the guys that stay here after i leave though, because they will be stuck taking up the slack... but ... it ... is ... part ... of ... our ... job)
the grass has been left to grow tall around the edges of the curbs, and the grass only gets cut inside the curb, what this does is leave many areas in which you don't see the curb, only the grass on either side of the curb,...
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DU Poetry : Non-Fiction Prose: Diary Entries, Letters and Articles

Published on 28th December 2014 5:02pm
Written by Mitta_Xinindlu
We are not whom we seem to be.
We are not even the people we claim to be.
Our persona, our faÁades represent us daily.
The only time that we are ourselves is when we are mainly
Deep in sleep or in mourning.
Whom am I kidding?
Come morning,
Come pretense, the damned torments!
We dress ourselves in expensive garments;
We wear confidence in persistence.
Smiles are fake continually;
We wear pretense gradually.
It is exhausting!
And the crowd is equally exhausting.
We march on to the 'stage';
We refuse to turn over the next page....
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Published on 27th December 2014 4:35am
Written by ScarletAshes
The moment we first started talking, I knew there was something special about you.
Girls don't talk to me, but you were nice and understanding and wanted to know me better.
I'm happy I got to know you better as well, I'm happy I got to call you my girlfriend.
Even if it was only for a couple weeks, I miss all the good times we had.
I've been broken too many times in the past, I didn't have to trust you with my heart, but I did, because it was the right thing to do, it just felt right.
Each time I see your beautiful smile, my heart lights up with joy, each time I see...
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Published on 27th December 2014 2:33am
Written by MsRockyJackson
[Quicknote]: this is about a personal experience I went through at a young age and I like to say each size can be beautiful in its own way, don't worry about being perfect or looking perfect because it's all B.S that people try to make us believe that smaller is better or if you're a size 2 you'd be happy. Love yourself because true beauty isn't just on the outside. Sincerely, MsRockyJackson.
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I'm not cute or built to fit a fashion model's size.
I've known this all of my life.
I'd remember looking in the mirror...
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Published on 26th December 2014 5:27am
Written by Lee
NO ONE tells you what to expect or how to feel when you discover you are grave sites covered over by green space, that there are bones rotting beneath the places that youíve always taken comfort. No one tells you how to behave when the silence that has infested your body becomes bottled storms. No one tells you how to release them. No one tells you you can.
So you donít.
So they swirl and rage, build and bloom, until every cell has been drenched in the wrath of them and you vibrate quietly.
When you enter your cousinsí home with your mother and brother, when the...
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Published on 26th December 2014 4:41am
Written by lolnotfunny
So alone yet so crowded


Sweet smell of perfume
Cotton candy?
Peppermint?
Musk?
Who knows
She walks in
Remembers to smile
Struggling to smile
Accomplishes it
Lame jokes come her way
She chuckles
Smiles again
Looks around trying to find someone
Crowd full of people
Yet the girl still feels so alone
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Published on 26th December 2014 4:39am
Written by lolnotfunny
All for attention?

She holds in her tears
Texts her friend
Calls her friend
Runs in the bathroom
Cries her eyes out
Ladies walking past her
No one asked her whats wrong
She knew they wouldnít
They donít care
ďits all for attentionĒ
Thatís why she locks herself in her room?
Thatís why she runs away?
Thatís why she goes crazy to make sure
She isnít seen
By anyone
Doesnít want to hurt them
Her family
She wants to give up on life
But she has a responsibility at home
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Published on 26th December 2014 4:06am
Written by Ms_Imperfect Fallen_Angel_194
Decemeber 25,2014.
10:03 P.M.

Dear Journal..
Its Christmas And Im Depressed and Suicidal..
My Mother's Dead.. And Im Just Now Coming around to Realize that.
I don't Want or Need Sympathy.
People Come up to Me with " Sympathetic Looks."
I think It's a Bunch Of Bullshit.
Their Only giving Me Sympathy Because they See Me as the Young Girl Without a mother Figure and a cruel Father.
My Mother is Dead...
Rotting Beneath The Ground..
Her Death has Turned me Bitter and Cold.
And Now.. I'm Nothing.
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Published on 25th December 2014 2:50am
Written by The_Enigma
Hello everyone, I hope you all have a great Christmas, and a fantastic new year. Hope you all get everything you want c:
 
Lots of love, The_Enigma ~ c: xxx
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Published on 24th December 2014 11:48am
Written by Minerva TheGoddessMinerva


adult poems
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Published on 22nd December 2014 10:52pm
Written by Forgotten and alone all_ways_alone
last new years i cried and cut myself
this new years should be different :)
everyone should be able to have a happy new years!
so this year its going to change
i have a thought
an idea......
on new years
at 12 †
im gonna pull the trigger
my brains will paint the sky
sounds like an exciting adventure
right?
i have the gun in my dresser
loaded and ready
should i be this happy?
god i cant wait!
until then i have to deal with the guilt
honestly why do i have to feel so damn guilty?
i just want to end the pain...
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