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  • Cloakroom graffiti

    Okay, this is my very first post on this site, so please be nice. its basically about some graffiti i saw in my cloakroom at school and it freaked me ...

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  • isn't it strange?

    Isn't it strange that I can be near you, Next to you, talking to you, And yet you never see me. You never seem to notice me, Never hear me ...

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  • Dear Diary

    Monday, Dear Diary, Why can’t life just be simple? Well, maybe other people’s lives are simple and my life just decided to be difficult for the sake of it. Or ...

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  • Dear Diary installment 2

    Sorry if there is a bit of an overlap between he installments, but when i wrote this in word i didn't have it split up at all, it was just ...

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  • Sweet Madness

    It’s the sweetest madness. Warm and cold at the same time. Untouchable, unbreakable, unstoppable. Light and dark intermingled. More alive than ever before, More dead than I could ever be. ...

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  • Loneliness

    She lies in her room Quiet and broken Drowning in unshed tears Deafened by silent screams Haunted by words never said And chances never taken Tired, hurt, lonely, scared Lost ...

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  • Dear Diary - installment 3

    (I know that the argument between the mum and dad needs to be improved, but i can't work out how 2 do it. if u have any suggestions about that ...

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  • Think of me

    When you’re down, When you’re lost, Think of me. Think of what we had, And what we lost. Think of what we almost were. Think of me, How I used ...

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  • Run Rabbit

    Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run. The rabbit tears through the field, A white blur in the midst of all the green. He pauses, his nose twitching. Then he ...

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  • Dear Diary installment 4

    Monday, Dear Diary, Oh my god, I would swear that everyone is staring at me. And I have this really paranoid feeling that everyone’s talking about me too. A deadly ...

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  • Dear Diary part 5

    Wednesday, Dear Diary, April’s mum handed me a letter this morning. She said that she had found it in April’s room with my name on it. I tentatively opened it ...

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  • Already Over

    I'm trying not to cry, but tears are already in my eyes. I'm trying not to fall, trying to stay whole, but I've already fallen. I'm already broken. Cause nothing ...

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  • Already Over (re-write)

    I've basically, shortened it to make it less repetitive. tell me whether you think it's better like this or not I'm trying not to cry, but tears are already in ...

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  • The Next Chapter (sequel to Dear Diary)

    Dear April,My Mum made me go and see a counselor, she says I need someone to talk to about your deat…what happened to you. No one really seems to understand ...

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  • Next Chapter part 2.

    (Hi, I'm back after a massive lull. Tell me what you think, as always any feedback is much appreciated). Dear April, I read my diary all the way through today. ...

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  • You love me

    You love me You love me so. Everyday I watch you stumble around those words. Watch them roll across your tongue. Watch you bite them back. Three little words, Why ...

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  • How to save a life

    I should hopefully add some more to it. Please tell me what you think. Wendy stumbled from the bathroom towards her bedroom, barely conscious of her surroundings as all of ...

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  • How to save a life

    Wendy carefully closed the cabinet and walked to her room, leaving the bathroom as immaculate as it had been when she entered it. She stumbled towards her bedroom, barely conscious ...

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  • The unknown SS man

    Here lies my grave, where people will spit upon my name, I only did as i was told, i only followed orders, why am i the one to blame?

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  • When

    When I cleaned the street on my knees, you kept away. When their spit rinsed my hair, you looked the other way. When they pinched my body, when my soul ...

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  • A sick game

    When I cleaned the street on my knees, you kept away. When their spit rinsed my hair, you looked the other way. When they pinched my body, when my soul ...

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— Aesop