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Un Deuil.Un Deuil.5 months ago in Emotional More Like This
C'est difficile de croire que ça fait dix ans déjà …
En même temps, c'est un soulagement de ne plus sentir l'inconfort qui m'entourait constamment
Certain imagine leur mal comme une sorte de boule, mais moi je le vois comme un vide
Ce vide ne s'ait plus jamais remplit, il n'a pas pris de l'expansion non plus
J'ai juste appris à vivre avec, jour après jour
Je me rappelle encore, je croyais que jamais je m'en sortirais
Maintenant que ces jours sombres sont passés, je ne ressens pas de réussite quelconque
J'ai seulement mis mon père derrière moi
Je m'accroche à certains souvenirs stupides, de peur qu'ils disparaissent aussi
Car j'en a
Learning to LiveI wish I could knowLearning to Live6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
how many breaths I've yet to last,
maybe then I could turn from the future
and forget the past.
Perhaps then I could learn
to live the way I feel-
not relying on broken dreams
and living for what's real.
The only things I know-
the only things that are clear-
is everything with me right now,
everything I have here.
No more shattered dreams
scattered like falling stars,
no more broken promises
bleeding like open scars.
If only I knew how long,
my life in an hourglass,
perhaps I would let go of it all
and learn to live at last
This Way Up2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Brazeÿþ11/18/12Braze6 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A hearth blaze in exhaustion,
The endless point of motion.
A smile that fades and craves away, blaze and slash of black fire,
suspire
in motion of distortion.
The warm nothing that doesn't feel cold anymore,
therefore all is blaze
in a case.
Eyes and skin under the warm braze
this pity and cold soul has been sold,
I was told that to a blaze of black fire;
which suspire
with calm baying
as I'm blazing,
pacing,
baying,
burning,
my hearth blazes to be awaken.
Ashen
with passion,
blazing just to be pacing,
burning just to be taken.
Under the craving burning of the dark blazing
of the moon bless of the night.
save the animalsAnimalssave the animals6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
They help us
In many ways,
Animals feed us
Help the ecosystem
They're great to the earth
There is a problem,
Poachers
They see money on the animal
So many are endangered
Cause of these people
Some animals became extinct
Animals don't deserve this
They should be treated with respect
I understand hunting them for food,
But hunting them for money is unacceptable
Lets help save the animals
Doom and GloomUncontrollable, frantic, irrepressible,Doom and Gloom2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
That appetite for destruction, an undefined insatiable need, no, lust for attention...
The mirror creates an image that is practically you but not quite you...
A reason for life, a reason to appreciate it,
a reason to hate it, a reason to wrap yourself up in a ball and over analyze it.
Like the flood gates snapped and all the storm water is steadily draining into your living room.
It's up to your eyes, you can't see but you continue to stare on into the abyss,
The nothingness, the void, the absolute,
The fear inducing gloom that overwhelms your very being,
You're there now, you may not know it, but you're there.
The Kind of Girl The Kind of GirlThe Kind of Girl2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not the type of girl
To easily give her heart away -
To someone that makes a promise,
That he will forever stay...
I'm not the kind of girl
That would break her word and leave -
I hold my vows sacred to my chest,
And would do anything within my power...
But when I look at you,
I forget that the world exists -
My soul knows only you
And I never want to glance away...
You captivate me.
My fantasies are never justice enough...
For the smile upon your face,
Or the gleam in your eye...
I'm the kind of girl
That wants to love you forever,
And always remain by your side...
If it is what you wish...
For your wishes are wha
Distance - Part 3 I’m silent the entire time we’re walking down the hallway. I’m not sure why. I guess it’s because I’m too stressed out to try yelling at these women. I do gaze at them every now and then, though, because boredom leads to curiosity at one point or another. Or maybe it’s the other way around. I don’t know. One of them looks at me and makes eye contact.Distance - Part 32 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You’re new, huh?” she asks.
I force an angry grunt back down my throat and respond with, “Uh… yeah…?”
“I’m sorry you’re in this mess. Where did they get ya from?”
I glare at her. &l
Kestyr aka Captain ScotlandGeneralKestyr aka Captain Scotland3 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Kestyr McKullus
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Lycan Breed: Hungsing
Status: Assessment
Marital Status: Single
Date of Birth: 4/20/1988
Place of Birth: London England
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Likes: Good Looking Women, jokes, kids
Dislikes: spicy food, deep open water
Fears/Weakness: Deep Open Water
Human Details
Profession: UFC Fighter
Race: Scottish
Height: 6'1
Weight: 217lbs
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Distinguishing Traits: Scar on his nose
Personality: Kestyr is a rather large pervert and loves himself good looking women. He is rather friendly normally trying his best not to make enemies but can be a bit cocky on some o
lexi - recoveryit was getting late as lexi and trojan headed up the stairs. "goodnight lex" trojan said walking into his room. "goodnight" lexi replied turning into her own. in accuality lexi had no intention to sleep that night, or any other night, ever. she laydown on her bed and stared at the ceiling. she thought about how worried trojan was, and the vile things that man had done to the other wolves. her thoughts started to wander as she drifted off into a restless sleep. she dreamt of the whip and the cutting blade that the man had used against her. of the hammer that had broken both of her arms. of the silver he was going to embed in her heart. her dream got worse and worse as the skins of the dead wolves stared to come to life, their long silent howls echoing in her head, the smell of death clung to their fur. she started to panic as the pain of old wounds started to resurface, she woke with a start, a small scream escaping before she had time to clasp a hand over her mouth.lexi - recovery3 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
OC DescriptionDate this form was created: February 15, 2013OC Description3 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Full name of Character: Bliss Marie Orton
Reason, meaning or purpose behind the name: Bliss-It's a beautiful, unique name. Marie-It's simple and I think it compliments the name Bliss pretty well. Orton-It's my husband, Randy's last name.
Nickname: Blissy, Blissful, B
Reason for nickname: Blissy-It’s a little more fun to say than just Bliss
Blissful-She’s a very blissful person
B-Short for Bliss
Race: Caucasian
Occupation/class: Wrestler/Diva
Social class: Upper class
. : |Physical Appearance|:.
Age: At this moment in time-32
How old they appear: 22
Eye Color: Dark chocol
Final Words.Weep not for me, For I am Content...Final Words.3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Suffer not, For The Storms Here sent...
The Dark Clouds Purpose, Are Yet Defined...
I am no Longer, There Kept Confined...
My Body now Rests, Where The Hills Stand tall..
Over looking the Valley, And The Great waterfalls..
I have done my part, To Keep our secrets alive..
Now The Fire's in your hands, You Must Survive.
Please Don't Hate Me.. For Leaving So soon..
I'll Always be there.. Like The Bright Moon.
I Harbor Hope, That My wisdom has Been Passed..
I Know of all others I have met.. You will surpass..
I Now At Last, Rejoin The Lost..
I Vanish From this world.. The Last Line Crossed.
Theme Prompt - WinterBreath of icy windTheme Prompt - Winter3 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Snow shimmering in the sky
Winter white blankets
A Hopelessly Romantic GestureStolen kissesA Hopelessly Romantic Gesture3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and laughter gone by.
Bad puns
and horrible pickup lines.
Watching the boys
dare eachother to talk with me,
the girl at the bus stop,
ever so lonely.
Waiting with friends,
getting teased by our peers,
roses at bus stations,
silly promises,
and you my dear.
Starry night Valentines,
with exchanges of luck.
Long, hesitant goodbyes
and elbows to the stomach.
Smiling quirky smiles,
and waiting for the bus,
knowing the whole while
nothing mattered but us.
© 2012
E usor...ÿþE uor s plâng,când toi m pornescE usor...4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
E simplu sâ fiu trist,când n-am pe cine s iubesc,
E uor s râzi când plângi,când ti c nimic nu se va schimba
Când ti c mâine iar vei plânge,i nimeni nu te va alina.
E uor s râzi la tragedii,când viaa însi e-un comar
E uor s zbori la bucurii,când toate parc sunt un dar.
~ Cristina ~
Behind the Painted MasksBehind the Painted Masks4 months ago in Emotional More Like This
How lonesome it is
To live in this kind of world
Where smiles are nothing
But a curvature of the mouth
How lonesome it is
For the world to be full
Of empty stares and vacant laughs
Of half-hearted love affairs and ulterior motives
Oh how sad it really is
To hide our faces
Behind painted masks of perfection
Concealing the beauty of erring
For as long as humans yearn for acceptance
In society's demented depiction of perfection
We shall hide behind these masks
And forget who we are beneath it
Mark of TurningMark of TurningMark of Turning5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The old days pass as the sun sets
A new dawn for those who survive
The year of old, filled with good and bad memories
Pass as we forge on to make new ones
Our future is once again uncertain
But as the new sun approaches
We face the new world together as one
Twilight FanFictionI leaned back against the dead log, staring absent-mindedly into the bonfire. The flames were moving this way and that licking against the dead wood, consuming it. Almost as though it was alive. I half smiled shaking my head. Everything across the border, over here, was alive. Breathing, flesh and blood. I inhaled deeply retrieving from my thoughts and turned to the chuckling guy to the left. One of my only true friends.Twilight FanFiction5 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Jake," I breathed quietly attempting to not draw any attention to myself.
His laughed rolled loudly from his mouth, oblivious to me or anything I would say. Nudging him with the palm of my hand I willed him to listen to m
ALLUVIAN BALL WRITTEN DATE MEMEALLUVIAN BALL WRITTEN DATE MEME:ALLUVIAN BALL WRITTEN DATE MEME5 months ago in Settings More Like This
Name:
Nation:
Specie:
Date Name:
Nation:
Specie:
Place the links in the description of your date meme with the capitals and all
LINK TO FORMAL WEAR MEME: add link to your app here
LINK TO DATE FORMAL WEAR MEME: if they have a drawn formal wear app you can link it here also. Does not have to be written. (IF YOUR date is an NPC you can use the FORMAL WEAR MEME for the npc also)
Date Night:
Write a short story about meeting up with your date and heading out to Alluvia for the ball and how you and your date feel about the whole event.
Example for this is in the Description
Wonderful Land: Chapter 3 (cellphone novel)Chapter 3:- Does up or down matter?Wonderful Land: Chapter 3 (cellphone novel)5 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Why did he decide to pull me into the hole?
That's not really fair.
Not much I can do about it now though, considering we're already falling.
But which way are we falling?
I know we were falling down before.
It wouldn't make sense for us to be falling any other way.
"Come on Alice, if we don't hurry, we'll never reach the bottom!"
First, still too friendly.
Second, there are a lot of ways that sentence didn't make sense.
Third, how does he know my name?
"Alice, do I need to teach you how to fall?"
He's not conceited at all.
And again, how does he know my name?!
Wait, he starts angling himself
Mad Hatter in Our Land 1Smash! The glass broke on the wall, tea staining the white and blue patterned surface. It's former holder straightened his hat and picked up another cup to be his next victim.Mad Hatter in Our Land 15 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hatter!" the tiny dormouse shouted. "Stop it! You're destroying March's finest set!" He suddenly rounded to face him with his large, dark, saddened eyes. The look sent shivers down his spine.
"'Stop it'? Stop what? Throwing cups? Oh, that's easy. Feeling pain? Oh, no can do, you silly, silly, silly creature. Why, my pain is a pain that can't be stopped. And when it can't be stop, I throw cups. So when I said I could stop throwing cups, I think I lied. Do you think I lied? I think I lied. Did I-" He was smacked across the face with a butter knife.
"Just stop! For once, you insanely mad man, you!" Hatter looked down at the tiny creature with that same sad expression.
"I think I've lost my head..."
"Lost it?" March laughed. "Did you ever h
WonderingWhen you leftWondering5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
did you ever looked back?
I am still
looking for you
Did you ever wonder
what happend to that girl?
I still wonder
what happend to you
When I die
will you miss me?
I miss you
but you are not dead
You are still out there
And I am still here
Looking
Wondering
Jack Frost FF ~ Chap. 10"We've got trouble at Tooth's, mate," Bunny informs, crossing his arms.Jack Frost FF ~ Chap. 105 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
North funnels us all into a hall. "Into sleigh," he commands loudly.
Jack sighs and I hand him his staff back. "There is no way I'm climbing into some rickety old–" He stops in awe as the yettis pull out the sleigh, not at all what I expected, reindeer stamping and snorting. "Sleigh."
Bunny looks nervously at the newly shined sleigh, touching its smooth edge lightly. "I think my tunnels might be faster, mate…and safer," he states carefully, jumping away when the sleigh creaks.
"No, Bunny." North throws him in the sleigh and lifts me up gently. "Buckle up!"
"Wait!" Bu
Blowfish and Bunnies- Part One“Phineas, come on!”Blowfish and Bunnies- Part One5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I’m not used to this game!”
Phineas’s little orange Forest Friend hopped around the TV screen. It hopped over the edge of a cliff.
“PHINEAS IS GONE.” Said the TV.
“I can’t help it!” Phineas said. “I keep thinking I’m Perry’s Forest Friend!”
“Mine’s blue, not orange!” Perry said.
“I get confused!”
“There it is, the spaceship!” Ferb said. He made his purple Forest Friend walk near the ship.
Phineas’s Forest Friend respawned. It picked up a bomb.
“AAAHH!” Perry ran away from Ph
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