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Please Take Feelings From MeI hate these feelings I have I hate the fact that I knowPlease Take Feelings From Me
That I'm going to get hurt if I feel them They smother me with false hope And plant doubt in my mind About my choices
My choice to stay away from heartach But at my age These feelings are normal And it's times like now When I wish I would just
Grow up already
by ~Shanika1481
ExposureI like talkingExposure
I love that feeling of getting something off your chest
I adore the motion of trust you bestow when you tell someone else a secret
Something about me that I don't like to say out loud
It a release for me to feel emotionally exposed
To have someone know the real you even if it's only for a brief moment
It makes me feel alive
To have someone to share with
To trust you to help me ease my troubles
And when I talk, I hope they listen because I'm sharing a part of my secretive life
by ~Shanika1481
His Bad DayI listened silently with my eyes shut tight As my brother screamed at my mother I couldn't see him, but I know his face was livid And hatred bubbled up in me As I heard the awful, terrible words he shouted at her I wanted to interject, to shout back at him For treating her so horribly He claimed that she was putting him through hell He said his life is bad enough already He called her a jerk, and then some But my mom stood against him Like the strong woman she is And when he stormed out of the room She stood there still I wondered what she was thinking about &His Bad Day
by ~Shanika1481
Our Hate-Silence RelationshipHe yelled at me again this morning For no reason at all He glared at me and I silently cringed His eyes were full of fire and hatred No sense in trying to have a good day When all I think about is the hateful words he screamed And the awful silence that followedOur Hate-Silence Relationship
I told my mother Because I usually do
When he acts this way She seemed annoyed But all the same, what's the sense of getting mad at him? It will happen again anyway
I told his best friend about it When she asked me about my day She stared at me with mild pity But I know she h
by ~Shanika1481
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The Princess+the Anger ProblemOnce upon a time, there was a so-so looking princess. She had long beautiful blonde hair and tiny feet, but the rest of her was, well, just okay.The Princess+the Anger Problem
Her attitude also left something to be desired. She could be irrationally violent from time to time, and she swore like a sailor. Her temper was on a hair-trigger, and she was not the docile, meek, lovely-in-body-and-in-mind princess that everyone expected her to be.
Her parents decided that cosmetic surgery would portray the royal family as too shallow, but surely something could be done for her manners. They hired the finest tutors and coaches for her, and practically bro
by ~kmgreen5
Who am I?by =Sugarock99
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Fury and pride at Odin's command.
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We are all lost, but at least we can be lost together.
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We are all lost, but at least we can be lost together.
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But my heart, it don't beat,
it don't beat the way it used to.
And my eyes, they don't see you no more.
And my lips, they don't kiss,
they don’t kiss the way they used to,
and my eyes don't recognize you no more.
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We are all lost, but at least we can be lost together.
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We are all lost, but at least we can be lost together.
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