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lost-my-mind

  • darkness

    the shadow calls to her, whispers entice her into the darkness she so longs for. the darkness, her escape from reality. the ever beckoning, ever cold darkness she now knows ...

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  • a house

    My footsteps echoed through the dormant house, silence ringing through my ears. The breeze sweeps through the house from a window high above my head. As i tread carefully down ...

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  • my favourte place

    My favorite place is a place where no-one can find, it's a place like no other and it's all mine. The trees sprinkle magic over me as the rain falls. ...

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  • doesn't have a name yet but is a story

    His smile radiated love as if the obscenities hadn't been emitted from his mouth. "What’s wrong baby?" he purred while wiping the streams of tears from my face. "Nothing," I ...

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  • In the shadows

    The room became dark as the candles were blown out by the winters wind coming through the opened window. She lay still on the bed as her once golden hair ...

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  • Clouds

    Clouds The door out of reach The black cloud swirling around him He saw nothing, nothing but him The black magnified his flaws His mind let them in Red pooled ...

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  • Dreams

    Dreams Goodnight my friends I bid you adieu Let your dreams caress your mind The only thing to set you apart, From the others that roam hopelessly Do not let ...

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  • freedom

    The hills sparkled with the lift rain that drizzled down. She stood in the center of it all, He hair was the wind, whisking around her childlike face. She began ...

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  • freedom rewritten

    The hills sparkled with the lift rain that drizzled down. She stood in the center of it all, He hair was the wind, whisking around her childlike face. She began ...

    2 min read
  • Phone call

    “So how is your day been?” “It’s been okay, I guess. Everything just sucks now that I have had to move and I can’t touch you.” “I know how you ...

    3 min read
  • Death's Colours

    This was a poem written in a strange, suicidal mood so I am not sure of it's meaning but interpret it how you like Death's Colours She lay motionless in ...

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  • he loves me, he loves me not

    This is some ramblings of my brain, so it is a bit all over the place sorry My mind all spinning Too scared to speak. I walk the halls of ...

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The last of the human freedoms is to choose one's attitudes.
— Viktor Frankl