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I really hate this journal some days. Bad memories everywhere. I think I will only post in my creative writing journal for awhile. -
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stars reflected off ( Read more... ) -
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Heart beats slow and heavy ( Read more... ) -
winter poem
moonlight casts blue
shawdow's sway
along the ground
the world in a blanket
of snow
in this hour
the silence creeps
grips the branches
of icicle trees
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shylah... shylah... shylah...
sometimes i feel like i am inside something. my eyes are windows, my body is a cage and i am in here trapped. i feel like air trying to get through a closed vent. i am light in here covered by darkness, the only way to see anything is through the windows, my eyes ( Read more... ) -
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midnight slowly approaches, i am left with an empty feeling for the days to come. life is filled with disappointments and the same moments replay like a broken record. i shall take this needle and scratch, scratch, scratch what is left of this life ( Read more... )
