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Dissecting Meyou think you can hurt me? go ahead, try my heart's all scabbed over to break it again you have to hammer through that built up scar tissueDissecting Me
keep pummeling just a little harder that's right, it feels good to know you care so much about something, finally even if it is destroying
me, and building you you're sucking that life right out of my veins if I die tonight I'll die so happily knowing I could give to you
that sick satisfaction of causing pain like pulling off the wings of your favorite insect &
by ~MaybeImMakeBelieve
Unanswered questionsI can see it in your eyes the unasked question posed that you wish to have answered but to which I have no response because my happiness is faked did you settle for something less?Unanswered questions
When I'm with you my mind wanders to the thought of her under you and if you thought she felt better pressed close, skin to skin making the comparison between us am I pale as bone?
by ~MaybeImMakeBelieve
Pen WielderShe wished upon a star To create something beautiful She dipped her quill in the ink And set it gently against the pagePen Wielder
So surprised was she, when it moved Of its own strength of will
The pen had its own words to write A letter of its long travels The imprints of its owners Using her hand as a conduit A crutch for it to lean upon While it spilled its memories
by ~MaybeImMakeBelieve
What is Winning Worth?jump, jump, jump over the hurdlesWhat is Winning Worth?
reach that finish line and win what's in the box
but what's it really mean?
you've broken the ribbon and touched the trophy the adrenaline runs high
does it give you satisfaction knowing you were the best? was it purely chance and luck, or was this fated by the gods?
all these questions are lost as the crowd goes wild eager to cheer for first place but you're just a nameless face.
by ~MaybeImMakeBelieve
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Peace in SuspenseNo one knew what to expect. Our garage was filled with water bottles and assorted freeze-dried foods. Powdered milk and cereal bars fit for astronauts. We had stocked up enough blankets for an army of Eskimos and had at least six fire extinguishers spread in various rooms of the house, locked and loaded and read to go. Up and down the street, every window was shut and locked, curtains drawn. 9-1-1 had been programmed as a speed dial, as if the emergency crew would be of any extra help. The end could be coming. Then again, it might not be. We could be spending hundreds of dollars on a upgraded survival kit for nothing.Peace in Suspense
by ~AluminumHeart
I am WomanI am Woman, hear me sigh-and make your life so fucking crazy its unbelievable, but really you should love me… I think. Maybe. Yeah, you should. I’m so confused about how I feel, are you?I am Woman
Dearest Lover. I know I can’t officially call you that since we haven’t made love. Or professed our love. Or are in love at all, but it looks really cute on paper doesn’t it? Anyway, the purpose of this letter is to let you know how I feel about you, and maybe persuade you to let me know how you feel about me. &nb
by ~bruisedapple
Mightier Than the SwordScreams of terror ran throughout the village, a horrible testimony to the inevitable destruction that wrenched the hill apart. The whole world shimmered before Alikef’s eyes, as the blacksmith fell into the growing laceration that marred the surface of the dusty ground. His quest to find the Lost Qu’Leam was now a shattered dream. His people would never again return to the Forgiven Land.Mightier Than the Sword
Alikef screamed as the tear grew nearer, slicing through the earth without mercy. He noticed a budding jojun near his tent. For a moment its sweet enveloping petals absorbed his mind. The early morning dew still hung from the ice blue flower, a r
by ~Ruadre
A Writer's Manifesto.I am your neighborhood whore of self-assurance. I am your lock-lipped student. I am every angst-ridden teenager, every heart-aching mother, every boy with a bass guitar. And I am a writer.A Writer's Manifesto.
I know the strength of the pen and the impact of digital words. I’ll tell you of abandonment that I’ve never suffered, of love never lost, and touch I’ve never felt. I know the sensation of inspiration struck at midnight, of swallowing native ideas, of embracing a language of words never spoken. I’m every sick child you picked on, every boy you cheated on, every adolescent brave enough to pick up a pen, every person who had
by ~AGoddessFinch
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