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Born with flawless, pure skin, perish with wrinkly, aged. Women, loved for golden, sun-kissed skin, loved for soft, alive hair. Kissed for sweet, clean skin. People lining up for introductions, complimenting her looks, her hair, her eyes, her skin, her curves. She smile sweetly, flashing my pearly whites, throwing a flirtatious wink. ... She stares at herself in my mirror picking apart her imper... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I stir, the gentle light shining on my face. Light always bothered me, I can't remember when it didn't. I sit up, rubbing my eyes and lazed to the living room to let the dogs out. They bark , they howl . I can't get it to stop, they wont stop. Its so loud. Just stop. ... I sit on the cold plastic chair, the room aburst with laughter and whispers. I close my eyes and I put my hands on my ears. I c... » Continue Reading
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My guardian, my leader, my role model. I never questioned the screaming. Broken pieces cascading onto the tile, waiting to be sweep and cleaned, only to be ignored. I never batted an eye as we ran home and stuffed away our house in only a few boxes. I never asked where daddy was, because, who's that ? I never stopped listening, working endlessly to make you happy. Enduring the shouts , the dig... » Continue Reading
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Thoughts racing in my head, rattling around as marbles. I stared at the wall from my cold, hard chair. A bead of sweat gently teasing down my forehead. Summer I looked forward to, unable to hold my excitement. But now ? I have it and I don't want it, I dream back to when I begged for summer to begin. While now I'm begging for it to end. ... I wished for him to leave , but now I wish for him to r... » Continue Reading
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Love , to me, feels like an electric current ringing throughout my body. A tight feeling in my throat, a pattering, soft rain while the clouds subside. Love to me is sweet-whispers and warm embraces, loving smiles and the wind breezing through my hair. To me, love is the midnight sky with the moon shining down on riverbank, the water flowing quietly with a hum. Love? To me, love is pure and ... » Continue Reading
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