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You can smell it
Before it begins.
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Who are you talking to, I heard my husband's voice
I had to think of something; I didn't have much choice
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Born to be a leader to survive against all odd.
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Within the mind, a bolted door
Stands against a raging war
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From a distance she was watching Remembering here, what signals meant
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To find a life...once lost in all essence Often the road back's has been hard
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hey guys. i never usually write in this format. let me know what you think.
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"How did our family get here, Grandmother?"
"I don't know; I think it was during the Potato Famine..."
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I have lived with no furniture literally
did you know that?
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My heart my heart, how it cries out as it begins to break! Amid the wreckage, my eyes stare gasping in awe of the horror and despair.
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How is your back? -Aching and restless.
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How is your back?
-Aching and restless.
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See more of my work at Associated Content Online. This is my life and how I lived in Walden for a while.
http://www.associatedcontent.com/
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Survivor guilt and the symbolism of salt
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There is a silence that falls over one,
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absence incendiary
counter memoirs
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Do you oppress me or liberate me? Hide me or reveal me?
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http://allpoetry.com/poem/add#
The dawn's sunlight
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I'm so fucked up
and so are you
by Beata
74 lines, 1 comment,
on Feb 5 3:05 PM. In personal, xanax, thoughts, life, weird, survival, sad, angst, completion
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Sister Janet cries
Tries to sit up
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Throat numb, eyes blind.
Never again will we bare your kind.
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I'm more sexually frustrated than a 50 year old nun I failed to lose my virginity in high school
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Try and see truth, Past the deceitful liar.
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She wants to get away. She wants to be someplace safe.
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there
came a downpour of spiders
by LeanneBridgewater
16 lines,
on Jul 6 9:22 AM 2008. In spider, bug, death, old, hard life, survival, joke, beat, humour, contest
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When I landed sad, broken
among the ashes; denying
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By the light of a burning candle,
I take my pen In hand,
by Rusty
40 lines, 1 comment,
on May 21 2:52 AM 2008. In Survival
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A bunny
Frolicking in the forest
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Sweat was running down my face
A great tension surrounding me
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As the night goes dark
I feel the pain take over
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When I hurt,
And it is too often,
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I witness
The sight of Grendel
by Judo
24 lines, 2 comments,
on Apr 9 6:50 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, My own style, Death, Gore, Violence, War, Escape, Survival
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This is based on an experience I had when I was three years old. It was ... bad.
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Thirty-one years ago she was born by the sea,
Two people in love, and baby made three.
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And if I'm fed, I'm fed with love
Blind to sins I'm guilty of
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As I stare at this mountain right in front of me,
I know in my heart and soul just what I got to do to become free.
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praying mantis glares
camoflauged to paralyze~
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torrential screams
red-tailed hawk in pursuit~
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A spirit wasted / A soul taken this night / Has no one the courage / To stay strong, to fight / For what they believe / And as the sun sets / So does all hope / The fiery light is a part of me / And it’s
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Just shield your eyes / if you don't want to see, / there's much you could give, / but I don't want pity. / Just keep on talking / of choices I have, / those chances are gone / and I won't choose death.
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