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willcreates - - "So many friends, lovers and family have been torn from my open heart that I can’t figure out how feel the joy of loving life. A lack that welcomes death more than the vibrant life it yearns for. Roots that I can’t kill remain safe behind the wall of time, kept for eternity in the emptiness of my heart. A fire that destroys without sight or witness. "View -
iarehautjobb - - "When I say I don’t have time to write, I know I’m making an excuse. I’ve realized I need to break this bad behavior and just do it, a lot. Let’s do this. "View -
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yourfrienddave - - "Does anyone else feel stalker-ish when they click the “follow (insert name here)” button, or is it just me? "View -
xmol3 - - "How did it end up like this? A breath on the wind, a stolen heart’s kiss. For love is life’s only somber assurance, death takes a second place. A heavy heart is the only thing that breaks. But so do relationships. But our’s won’t be the first. I won’t be alone when i die from the thirst: that i have for love. Only heaven above knows how long i spent in that lonely room, browsing faded pictures in a finger-thick magazine; remembering things we’ve seen: or learnt, or loved, or done. But surely, i’m not the only one. I’ll fade into the crowd and rejoice in the choir of broken hearts and fallen souls. But thats just one of my goals. I promise i’ll return from that land, and come back for you as a better man. One who isn’t afraid to hold you in his arms, until the stars fall before us in a heavenly chorus. My love, is waiting too long? My love has waited too long. http://xmsr.wordpress.com "View -
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samyukthapc - - "drip. drop. plop. starting my writing period for the day. I am heading towards something really hazy. Something I don’t know anything about. Maybe it is blue in colour. "View -
randalljweiss - - "Posted a new blog post this morning about poet John Berryman. http://wp.me/pLU9S-73 "View -
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