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Less Than Okay

Life is funny. You lose a whole lot before you gain even a glimpse of something worth while coming your way. Funny thing about people... They aren't set in stone. They are ever changing and unreliable for what you need most at some of your hardest and desperate times.

16 March 2014, 12:20 AM
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Consumed

Consumed by: -School -Chores -Children -Friends -Lover :) -Hobbies -Sleep -Dieting -Working Out -Music -Music -Music

25 January 2014, 06:53 PM
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Les Miserables

Flags flying high about the smoke and ash. Bodies lapsing other bodies in the small street. Laying down children with drums on their chest. The heart beat of the war grows cold. The men wear torn expressions. Weary fathers cry at their sons side. Women scream to death for mercy. Red like the flag they stand waving smears under the feet of soldiers.

24 January 2014, 02:19 PM
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I Love You This Much

Angry words of accusation. I can't live by your persuasion. All I get is a blow from your frustrations. I'm dying to escape you indentations. You're under my skin. I'm about to cave in. Taken down and under with the flick of your wrist. I'm feeling done; I'm feeling pissed. I Love You This Much I Won't Take Your Touch I'm done.

24 January 2014, 02:06 PM
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Hardest Fall

Thirty feet over the ground. Looking down to a place unbound. I reason with the lock and lift. I feel the wind go adrift. Swaying back and forth on the ledge. I feel my feet fall from the edge. Suicide. Isn't. Funny.

17 January 2014, 08:42 PM
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Book Worm

There's my bookshelf and it looks rather pathetic at the moment. half of it is my art books and that's not even all of them.

16 January 2014, 07:58 AM
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A beautiful morning in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina :)

16 January 2014, 02:05 AM
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My Pond

This is MY pond by my house. I like to go here and sit and think. There's always rocks to skip across it and it's always quiet..

16 January 2014, 02:04 AM
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It would be a shame to die without seeing the world. #TravelersHeart

16 January 2014, 01:07 AM
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A New Year calls for new resolutions.

16 January 2014, 12:59 AM
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Your Guardian

Wings fiercely spread out with feathers silver as rays of light pierce through the soft quills. So fearless she consumes the dark shadows around her. She can smell an injured soul and weeps the broken beam of life. She watches over you because she is Your Guardian.

16 January 2014, 12:32 AM
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Hold My Hand

Hold my hand in my greatest endeavors. The many adventures we can can have as long as you intertwine your fingers in mine. Pack your bags and make amends; we can leave it all behind because we don't need friends. The innovating effect is less than frustrating but now I'm debating which way to go. Take my hand and don't be shy. I see all your worries as we say goodbye. You hold my hand as we fly off. Until we land and take a walk. We live like no one could ever define. You whisper sweetly "Yo...

16 January 2014, 12:20 AM
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What is Love?

Love is summer skin and cold winter hands. Love is the exchanging of smiles and the hugs protecting from you from brisk winds. Love is playful kisses and tangled fingers. Love is blinding and incapable of seeing flaws. Love is messages of thought and staying up late because she can't sleep. Love is growing old together and acting like you're still falling hard. Love is what you do and share with her tenderly. Love is a verb and not an object. Love is cuddles and exchange of thoughts. That is ...

16 January 2014, 12:04 AM
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What Makes Me

I breathe in the air of life. I take in the moments of regret and turn them into paper hearts placing them on my sleeves to melt away on rainy days as I dance in puddles. The sound of birds afar remind me that home is never too far to fly to. Like a morning songbird I'll close my eyes ready to die as the dark night consumes me only to awake rejoicing a new day. What makes me is not words whispered in my ears by society. What makes me is my eyes wide open and my every sense alive and breathing...

15 January 2014, 11:51 PM
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