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By kp on 07.05.2009
the tear in the fabric grew as fabrizio struggled to free my leg from the ropes. it was getting light out and i could hear the men’s voices and the gnash of the dog’s teeth as they approached
By chris on 07.05.2009
it tears me apart, only when I think of you going away. A tear rolls slowly down my cheeks and a su
By dimlosiel on 07.05.2009
Tears are an elusive thing–I can’t help but feel that if I knew how to cry properly then it would all be alright, but unfortunately I can’t.
Tears are so hard to make right. Kinda like kids.
By Tyler on 07.05.2009
She had a tear falling slowly down her cheek. He was stepping onto a plane, pack in hand, camouflage blending into the crowd. His step was slow as he neared the ramp. His shoulders slumped; the air around him was somber. He turns, one last look, one last tear, then boards the plane.
By Kelsey on 07.05.2009
By Blake G. on 07.05.2009
There is a small, glass, tear drop shining from a little rugged ribbon. It sits on the bosom of a young, and growing girl, and as she sits looking placidly at the wall her family chats around her. Children are to be seen and not heard. No one can see her tears inside, only the drop. No one can see the stunning reality that is her conscious. No one. /No one/. She is beyond hope. So far gone that she is on the edge of oblivion.
By Alicia on 07.05.2009
what comes out of you when you cry or are really really upset. rather salty not in a good way, a water salt substance from your eyes when u are sad end of :P
or ripping something
By dandan on 07.05.2009
A tear trails the others that flowed from her eyes. Another mile farther from her past, no life for her there, she had to go. It takes every bit of strength in her not to take the off ramp and head back home, nothing left there for her, the pain is enough to kill her. But each mile makes her stronger and before she knows it, the City of Angels is laid out before her and it’s a whole new life.
By Paulie on 07.05.2009
A tear trails the others that have flowed from her eyes. Another mile farther from her past, no life for her there, she had to go. It takes every bit of strength in her not to take the off ramp and head back home even though nothing left there for her. The pain in her heart feels like it is tearing her apart. But each mile makes her stronger and before she knows it, the City of Angels is laid out before her and it’s a whole new life.
No tears today. Today is my birthday.
Or it could be tear, as in tearing the wrapping paper off of my gifts. I prefer to see it that way.
I’m sunburnt and tired…tearing wearing caring sharing sha la la la
By Steph on 07.05.2009
tear. i never had one in such a long time wow isnt that wonderful yup thats so cool tears are only good if they are because you are so happy unless they are from ripping paper
By joyce on 07.05.2009
The tear ran down my cheek as I thought about not having anymore chances for my dad to appologise to us.
By Karen on 07.05.2009
drops fall. So do people falling off buildings. I wonder why they were up there to begin with? I wonder if they wonder why they were up there? Do you think the moments before they were about to jump to their death they were thinking to themselves “did I turn the coffee pot off”?
By Tristian on 07.05.2009
Tearing down the old house was a difficult task. In between the crumbling walls and failing pipeline, a silhouette of my childhood. It was little to mourn, but enough for a single tear to slide and drip my jaw.
By Kelby on 07.05.2009
a vignette inside a sparkling blip of water. ancient fire feelings captured across shimmering rainbow of a pinhead.
i am sad
i am sorry
this is the human part of being.
never apologize for the cheeky sea salt.
By lori B on 07.05.2009
a tear is a drop
containing the molecules
of the universe
of the heart in emotional motion
By leah on 07.05.2009
tears are for people to amke swimming pools with during a drought and when they have tears in africa thats why they have swimming poools and they have drought. i always wanteed to live in africa but its dangerous and tehere is dought. for making swimming pools and swimming in which i sdangerous cos u can drown
By mark on 07.05.2009
Tears dripped from his eyes as he drew the lifeless body closer to his own. “Don’t do this to me. I need you”
By Jennifer on 07.05.2009