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Aspen✒️©️AspenBrave®™ Sep 17
Too much on his plate ‘Forever’ threw me away-but he consumed my say Vacuous Of Love-Rampart of Hate My dreams he digests & entombs Determined-I took cover Sprouting instead for today Praying I can help one other I Refuse Regurgitation Of My Fate
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Matabu Sep 17
I asked you for a kiss You enchanted me With just one spell Lifted up my dreams With the taste of pizzaz Trouble with such heights Is the fall takes away your wings The earth is very hard When you've slept amongst the sky
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... Sep 17
Maybe a woman is the sun: Pizzazz. She casts her light and breathes life into dust and the blueprint is our shadow—our little life; Alive, yes! But only just. She could combust, dry up flowers—ashes to dirt to dust; In all her amber-foaming momentousness.
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Jennifer Hibbs Sep 17
These days, They drag on And on, When I'm Down, Low in my thoughts And Without Pizazz Where is the Rope To climb Out of this hole, Who has a hand, To lend, To lift Me up I'll find my Own Strength, In my heart Where you lay, I always do, It just Takes A little time
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Gabriella🍂JustAPileOfLeaves🍂 Sep 16
I drank a bottle of shame, gasped a surprise confession. One life vibrating between tools I didn’t know how to utilize. Only bad habits, and faux euphoria staring back. No traces of sanity, so I read a book, Life for Dummies. I think I’m ok now.
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𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓵𝓮 Sep 16
Autumn greets with blossoms soprano to trap Picasso Winter drops smile glides frock She kiss Van Goghs Spring lay corpses eyes in bliss Art unfinished urge met check in her name dreams in flame their fault they fell neglect their call
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𝓙𝓪𝓼𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝓚𝓱𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓪 14h
Amidst, blossoming of the flowers alluring colors of the spring A dandelion flower with deep-colored vivid butterfly, singing hymns of spring embracing its endearments, Brief alacrity burst offering nectar of love to quench butterfly's thirst
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Alacrity with all that has your love— captivated, infatuated, dissipated. Meantime, a red rose thorns, ”It's freewill and fate;" While a honeybee buzzes, "Labour and wait;" Woe, joy, or as such written as my fate— still heartbroken; Glories I now relate.
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CD Storiz is editing 22h
She was so infatuated with him; she accepted his invitation to the party with alacrity even though it wasn't her usual crowd. Dim lights, blaring music, & interesting people surrounded her. She had no idea she'd be sacrificed to the gods at midnight.
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Aspen✒️©️AspenBrave®™ Sep 17
“No-you don’t know how I feel. Join the -they’re as if I’d smiled with & said-I’m fine-but I’m not. I was raped-my body relives it over & over screaming inside-& what smile? It’s dead. I’m the one who can’t handle real!”
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Shauna Sep 16
I once read that Hellen Keller loved music, and “listened” through vibrations in the floor, feeling it through her feet I didn’t realize, until that moment, that I’d merely been dipping my toe in life’s experiences.
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tuttysan Sep 16
I can be fiery, but I can't match the sun’s vibration as it repels the night. I can be lively, but I can't pass a canyon’s euphoria as it plunges downright. I can be exuberant, but I can't touch the moon’s elation as it hangs full in the morning sky.
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Jamie Pratt 12h
She thought she was blessed Quickly she became depressed What she knew as love and trust Were just infatuations and lust How could she be so blind To those who were so unkind After 5 lonely years She met someone imperfect She knew this love was perfect.
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Jared Mulhair Sep 12
: where the floodwater trickles a boy with bees in his mouth shouts in the shallows till the sting is a tickle the encouragement of dawn is how a tongue becomes honey how the greatest of songs are sung from the nothing :
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Tafari Nugent 11h
Monique let the pass over her; she knew it wouldn’t last. Sasha would pay for betraying her, she knew she liked Tessa, she got in the way of their love. Now she’d learn, the hard way.
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Martin Cullen 12h
The enemy sent forth a towering giant of a woman. It was with great alacrity that he volunteered. He drew his sword and moved to her casually flipping his blade. Her glare could have melted ice. He stabbed his sword into the ground. "So...do you come here often?"
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Kevin Sand 14h
With alacrity it moves The collective unconscious Toward the omega There is no weariness Not in that purpose Let those infatuationed With the here and now Fall over the hurdles of tomorrow The cosmic mind Seeks closure And ultimate peace
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Kit 🏳️‍🌈 Sep 17
My pizzazz vexed him He was jealous of my vitality And my charismatic sense of style I refused to enable him Despite his stellar proficiency At tantrum throwing And name calling Or his general bitchassitude He made me forget me And now I choose To forget him.
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David Fladger(is very busy) 12h
Rush with all alacrity, To the new&now- Should you forget? Yes No frown is found In the future -suffer no more Your past to playback Dream! Be infatured w/ideals None can steal A hearts hope- Most precious Beyond price Only you can throw it Away- Hope on
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Ms.Took🌸🐝🍄🍂🌾🍀 2h
Here's the thing people... I am so alone & left making my own entertainment. What? With no one to talk to except myself... I am forced to even make some kind of ! In my almost existence, no wonder, I like the company of my dull self.
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