Quitting Writing

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I've considered quitting writing but the words they just won't stop; sometimes I just write nonsense and it's a total flop. ...

Valentine's Day Card

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I fell in love, with you, my friend. I fell in love but that's not the end. You took my heart, and you tore it apart, ripped it to sh...

New Year Resolutions?

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We're all resolved, our plans are made but as the cold draws on hopes start to fade. Thoughts of slimming and romance turn to duve...
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Hollow shadow

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A shadow of a man, a hollow unfilled shell. They both lack depth, they both fail to be. There's nothing beyond the surface, no hope...
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Blossoming disappointment

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Disappointment is like a flower, it blossoms in its beauty and dies at the first sight of frost. A building hope that falls back down, ...

Broken Ending

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Why is life so fragile? Why does it easily break? How do we hold it together? How do we know what's not fake? Does anyone get a happ...

Consumed creeping

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Physically ill, the ache creeps over me, quieted only by you. I used to want, now I need you. Scared. It threatens to consume s...
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Desires

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Handbags on shoulders and clutches in fingers, high heels and low heels and flat shoes with bows. Boxes and pouches filled with bangle...

Appreciate This - an exerpt

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She sat, illuminated by the lamppost, tapping her French painted fingernails on the steering wheel. Five minutes ago she'd sped into th...
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Against expectations

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The garish bride was upstaged by the simple silhouettes of the bridesmaids, whose usually death like complexions were transformed.

Secret

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A drop of gold on a burning candle, locked away in a silken drawer for eternity, how long it may.

When past and present combine

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Things seem to be just perfect, like magic in the air. The history of romance re-written for a pair. Then, like a cloud, old feelings ...

Lack of support

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Always leaning forward, never leaning back. We strain to get closer, forgetting to fear the attack. By now we should know better but p...

Time

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Times have changed, and times have past. There's more to come it's not the last. Each hug, each cry, each shoulder took, will...

Mixed Emotions

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A match lit from the heart, the fire of midnight sparkles glisten for an eternity, or just the moment. When the light burns out, clarit...
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I don't believe

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I don't believe in happy endings. I don't believe in hope. I don't believe in love, because I no longer believe in you.
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My partner and me

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I have been wrapped up tightly in black leather all day. They are supposed to be functional, comfortable even, but I want freedom. I cann...

My Angel

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Time flowed by, I was alone, nothing could touch the truth inside. Until what I saw one day changed me. Now I know what you went thro...

The Night We Died

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Happy Birthday

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Soft lies are told while dead hearts crawl through forest caves bejeweled. The crackle as stick snap underfoot the flame, scarred flesh b...

Fire Drops

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We watch and wait. Unclear is our fate, kept within the dark one's gate. Our fire burns beyond his grate. Within his heart, shines l...

Forgiven not Forgotten

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I thought I could forget, I thought I didn't care, I thought that he was gone but I was unaware. I thought that it as over, I thou...

A drop of magic

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A cut edge sparkling through, a drop of magic, this perfect jewel. No gold or silver adorning you. Just this magic drop, sparkling through.

It's Never Over

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Each tear drop glistening in the blink of an eye, a drop of heart ache to save for all time. Truth's far more hurtful than any white lie...

The End

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What's the use of trying when trying never works? What's the use of lying when lying makes things worse? What's the use in cryin...
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Memories

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Memories should not be forgotten or dragged up once again. They remind you of the joy you had or haunt you with sadness gone by. Forgive but...

All for the want of a little hair dye

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There was such a woman could be see as fair if not be judged by things to wear. Draped down her back her straw blonde hair but at the top th...

New Year

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The seconds tick by, days, weeks, a month. Moments to be savoured, as each one flies so fast, swooping, swallows singing songs of days gone ...

All these words I couldn't say

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So many things to tell you, and now its finally time. I’ve waited far too long to say I can’t let time pass me by. Each word I’ll say is tru...

What a cliche

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It was raining cats and dogs, coming down in buckets. When it rains it always pours. My head was hot enough to fry an egg on, despite the ...

Spice Kitchen

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Wafting of spices, earths salts soaring on the air, whetting taste buds.

Salsa

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Toes tapping and heels clicking we learnt our lesson. Spanish dancing with Latin footsteps. Spinning and sliding across terracotta tiles. ...

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Cold, wet, refreshing, droplets dripping down the side. Encased in plastic.

This is not a haiku

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Tall pine trees waving, tarmac footsteps echo loud, white lines next to grass.

Ice Fire Steel

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My blood is blue. I am no royal. I'm made of steel. I bleed like you. I can be broken. I'm not a toy. I am not dead. I bleed like yo...

Empty Deep

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An ache so deep, so excruciatingly deep, that grows, grows roots at wind in deeper. Eroding sanity until there's nothing left. Nothing b...

Diving for Inspiration

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Blazing reflections on the water glaring into my eyes so I cannot deny them. Ducks diving for food, their bottoms to the sky, symbolize the ...

Extended Smoke

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Step through the sizzle, surrounded by oppressed, scorched faces, staring back through mist and haze, searching with gazes intense. Sharp so...

Lake Alone

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Ripples circling as a leaf touches the surface. Gently, water waves at the trailing Willows who gaze as ducks paddle by, then open mouthed g...

Awash in Reality

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Soft tales are told of a romance so true; courting lovers fantasies, the stars and moon, sweet lies run black with blood red hue. A passion ...