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Published on 26th February 2014 5:20am
Written by Sar_Val
January 18, 2014 at 10:33pm

I LOVE YOU!
I know you know this, and I know I say it a little too often, maybe a little too much; I know that you love me but not the same kind of love. “What is love?” is the question people in love often have for themselves, because you can love many things, many people, but what is that factor that separates those who you love with that one specific person whom you cannot stop thinking of and feel you can’t live without?
I know you have been asking yourself this question when we were together, and you kept feeling that you...
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Published on 24th February 2014 9:33pm
Written by chey_bay17 sapph16
D....U....P
Why is up to me
To meet people
Or write something simple

Fall in love
and act like it was gift from above
maybe it was
but nothing helps it does

Now im writing
citing
clashing
and breaking

I meet alot of people here
so listen to my rhymes dear
how can anyone know these peoples ears
Please shed seven tears

Just know that loving
Our even taking
Strangers are different
But knowing there there in the end

Can leave you feeling amazing
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Published on 24th February 2014 9:29pm
Written by chey_bay17 sapph16
Wipe the tears from your eye
Its midnight and I cry
Fuck love Fuck it all
You seen to have a bAll
Playing with emotions
Coming hearing my potions
I can't take it
If rather just end it
With a hit
Maybe even just with a shot
But no love on the spot
Fuck it
Suck it
If that's what you into
But me and my crew
Twist your neck til your blue
Amen
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Published on 24th February 2014 3:57pm
Written by Rose Lookawaynow
It was at that moment, trapped there on that log,  he asked,
asked me if I had a plan and would it hurt, with me replying
yes I had a plan for escape and yes it would hurt him lots,
nearly falling off with laughter as he ignored my remark
with a sigh, proceeding to carve out a rough map of our
glorious escape route.
It was at that moment I realised he never saw me as me,
saw through all that makeup, ink and bravado, saw through
the hardened shell, it's usefulness long since depleted as this
normal relaxed life beckoned my thoughts...
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Published on 24th February 2014 2:29am
Written by Twitch Sway twitchnsway
  I met an old man in the street. You could tell from a distance  
that he was troubled. I asked him what was wrong, he looked  
at me and smiled with such a sadly cynical twist and said,
"It doesn't matter mate, what are ya gonna do?"
After a short conversation we parted ways though he stuck  
with me from there onwards.
  I was still thinking about him when I arrived at the shops,  
grabbed my milk and heard the customer before me having  
a gripe about the young lads that had raced the old guy to the  
last case of...
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Published on 24th February 2014 2:09am
Written by caxton
I'm freaking the fuck out
Many of my poems are fictitious
But when more and more of them resonate
With me now more than when I wrote them
I'm concerned. What if they all come true?
Death by orgasm was a joke. Mostly.
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Published on 23rd February 2014 5:00pm
Written by NavianaRose
It's such an odd thing, isn't it? Sweaty palms, the exchange of saliva, the stench of genitals. It really is rather disgusting, but we love it. We are drawn to it. We rely on it to determine who we want as a partner. I'm one of those strange people that resides in their bubble. I find myself on the brink a lot, indecisive. I would blame it on my zodiac, the Libra. It may be easy to balance... but it is also difficult to stay on one side or the other. I tend to play tug-of-war between my heart and my mind. It is rather difficult to listen to both. I don't like to be emotional. It sickens me,...
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Published on 23rd February 2014 3:00pm
Written by ScottSF21
 
   
   
a mix of serious and fun informal  statements about the left as  a movement.  
   
•It's always awkward to encounter fans of Lenin, Che, Castro, Chavez, Mao etc.  
•Often I find myself protesting or hanging out with people I have major disagreements with-liberals, greens, Leninists, parliamentary socialists etc.  
•When I get to hang out with anarchists it feels so refreshing.    
•I the talk of 'Left unity' or of escaping the left/right paradigm.    

Give up Activism An article from Do...
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Published on 23rd February 2014 3:45am
Written by Sar_Val
Going through my stuff I found a conversation that we had some time ago and I wondered:  Where was it that things changed so drastically?  Was it me?  Was it you?  Or was it just that our most precious moment was that single conversation, where you told me you cared, you hurt, you enjoyed my company and you felt so bad when you realized you had hurt me.  Was it because you were off drugs?  I have the feeling you never quit, or maybe you did, and it hurt you too much.  I hurt you so much.  I will be forever sorry about all the things I’ve said.  All the things I did that made me like everyone...
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Published on 23rd February 2014 1:38am
Written by chey_bay17 sapph16
Jesse
I am not cheating
You left me dead on the kitchen floor
New souls attach
Jesse
I am not crazy
You are crazy
Killing me
Now your gone
Jesse
I am not lying
You haven't spoken
Knowing you were wrong
Night falls as my heart beats
Jesse
I am nothing
You took every breath from my body
Knowing I would fall
Now I live
Jesse
I am not
Yours
Killing he something you did not
Jesse
I screamed good you to return
You never did
Knowing this  me hate
Now I'm happy
Jesse
I am...
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DU Poetry : Non-Fiction Prose: Diary Entries, Letters and Articles

Published on 22nd February 2014 4:40pm
Written by FPulver
And it should never be forgotten
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Published on 22nd February 2014 5:28am
Written by PropertyOfMorrissey WordsUnspoken
And when I am dead,
will you say you knew me?
That you knew me
differently?
Or that you had
wanted to.
Will you say that you
loved my shoes?
That you would not
forget the color of
my eyes or
the stupid words I strung
together, constantly?
When I am gone,
will you have
regrets?
Of what you have said
to me? About me?
Or what you didn't
say?
Because I don't
think so.
I think in a month - ...
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Published on 21st February 2014 3:03pm
Written by NavianaRose
He's one of those people. He has that enthusiastic smile that drives you in. Those intellectual eyes that make you want to listen to every word or laugh that spills from his mouth. His body is tall, long and slender but not gauntly or clumsy. His voice seems as though it belongs to a famous narrator... and depressingly enough a silver ring wraps around his left finger as he lectures me in the wonders of English.
I believe he is an artist like myself. Not in the art of talent with a paint brush or a pencil, but in the way he sees the world. He sees what lies beyond the surface, and it...
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Published on 21st February 2014 12:32pm
Written by ScottSF21
The whole of my birthday was absolutely shite - almost completely from the time I got up to the time I went to sleep.. There's no other way to describe it. It was one of the worst days (recently) of my life. Feels like things always go wrong on my birthday. So disappointing and upsetting :( :(
Spent £50 before lunchtime... My friends didn't turn up till late then blamed me...Met lovely woman(Jess) who fancied me who  increasingly distanced herself from me because she'd just had  a bad breakup- we went from cuddling in bed to me going home  at 4 am. Could just about...
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Published on 20th February 2014 11:22pm
Written by chey_bay17 sapph16
I pull of my nails one by one
Put the trigger to my head
Imagining I pull it
Slowly pull it
My brains on the wall
The sheets
Wondering if it were with it
I put on a smile
Happy tasty I'm dead
Not worrying that
No one will ever miss me
He won't
He never really knew
Falling for a stranger
Makes that much easier too forget
I stare in his eyes
As I am in heaven
But I pulled the trigger
You thought I was to ignore you
In reality I'm just dead
My arm broke in the floor as I fell
My legs fall to the ground
My...
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Published on 19th February 2014 3:08pm
Written by Atakti
“I am nobody. I’m just an ant…”
The thought came unbidden, and I wasn’t sure if it made me feel
better or worse. It’s so much better seeing the big picture,
right? I paused, my eyes not quite focusing on the ceiling light
fixture as I lay staring upwards. A cool tear stopped its track
towards my ear in sympathy, and I explored the idea. A little ant
hasn’t got that many things to worry about, surely? And one ant
is hardly going to call the attention of the universe to it.
Then I remembered how much an ant is capable of carrying in
relation...
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Published on 19th February 2014 1:39pm
Written by ScottSF21
Kinda postmodernist. 'Pragmatic Postmodernist'. Syncretic.  Pragmatist.  Pragmatist Feminist .Taoist. Zen Buddhist . Phenomenology. Feminist Phenomenology. Feminist Philosophy. existentialism. No givens, no essences, Monism, oppose dualism. Desire to break down false distinctions. Everything is changing, everything is in process, nothing is fixed, no objective neutral claims,Use of Eastern philosophy to improve life, trying to break down subject/object distinction, existentialism clears away metaphysics then we must embrace life as art and as adventure. only so good as it's useful. ...
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Published on 19th February 2014 11:38am
Written by lucysd
I understand that what I did was wrong. I was mad, lonely, and terribly depressed. I'm awful at keeping relationships, I warned you about this. The distance is not something I can bear, so I sought replacement. What I found is that nothing can replace you. Because of my past experiences with my father and two spiteful rapists, my therapists blames my inability to stand up for myself and say no to anyone for anything. I have no self confidence and you were the only one that made me feel even slightly wanted, but now you're gone. And it's at huge possibility that you could be gone forever....
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Published on 18th February 2014 4:38pm
Written by Taylor Smoogej1s
This kind of weather is really bad for my seasonal depression. Usually, with the help of meds, my depression is pretty well managed, in fact, as long as you didn't see my arms, or legs, most people wouldn't even know that I AM depressed. I'm not using my "condition" to make people feel sorry for me though (I know people that do, and honestly, it REALLY pisses me off.)
After dealing with Tony's abuse for over 4 years, and then another year of looking over my shoulder where ever I went, making sure he wasn't near me, etc. I finally got up the courage to press charges on him. Hence, the...
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Published on 18th February 2014 12:17pm
Written by Twitch Sway twitchnsway
It's your place to talk to me like shit
only your place to talk to me sweet
everyone else is just talking
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