Mirrors

Mirrors What do you see when you look at me? Do you see someone with unshakable confidence? Do you see someone with no fears? Do you see someone Who always seems calm? Do you see someone who has all the answers? Do you see someone who...

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Life (A Mini-story)

The man opened his eyes. He saw himself placed in very...unfamiliar surroundings. He was in an open field. He looked down at the ground; feeling it on his feet. It was the greenest grass you could ever have imagined. He looked up at the sky...Was the...

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Shadows

Shadows...something that is always with you. An invisible friends when everything else has left you. A thing that does not judge you, or think anything of you. A shadow just sticks with you, No matter what. You can go through countless pain in your...

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Mistakes

Mistakes...we all make them, do we not? Some of us atone, Some of us don't. The severity of the mistake matters to some...Or perhaps the number of mistakes one has made. We must ask ourselves: "Does it matter how others see us; based on mistakes or...

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Seperation (A minti story)

I walk hand in hand with him. Through the greenest of fields and the most desolate plains..I am with him. Always. We've been through the most beautiful times a person can witness...and through some of the worst only the darkest recesses of the mind can...

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Death (A mini-story)

A man stands at a door. He looks up and down it, the door standing a few stories tall, or at least appearing like it does. The man..middle aged, one would say...seeming as if but a child in front of the massive door in front of him. Standing here, in...

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Tears

Tears. blood red tears ripped and torn from the very depths of your heart. things that flow from your soul outward, flow so the whole world can see your pain; your destruction. let the tears flow...pour your soul out. let it spill upon the floor as...

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Love

Love..oh yes...fucking typical of a poet, innit? however..let's have a talk about it. Love...huh..you can't help but wonder..what is love, really? finding your hearts counterpart? the one who makes you complete? or is it just a biological politically...

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Lonliness

Loneliness...there are 2 types. lets define them. 1: literally. 2:figuratively. the latter being most people. it means you can be in a room full of people, yet feel utterly alone; no one understands you..no one gets you..no one really cares for...

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Sunshine

sunshine..light..an essential thing, no? We see it..a symbol of life...but what of us..who don't see it that way? what of the people who don't like the sunlight? don't like life itself? We thrive in pure darkness..but deep inside..we hope that one day...

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Suicide

Suicide..so taboo, eh? when we think about death...we are scared. is there a god? will i be happy? will i go to hell? will it hurt to go? will i just rot in the ground? these and more we ask ourselves. we all die..eventually. but some people are filled...

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Moving on. (Chapter 4)

!!!READ "MEMORIES" FIRST, THEN CHAPTER 1,2, AND 3 OF THIS STORY BEFORE READING THIS!!! Hey, dudes. well, it's been a while, but here i am. last time, we saw some..well, pretty angsty stuff go down. lots of drama, confusion, and lots of...

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