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Cold by innocenteyes23, literature

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Cold

It's dark here, but peaceful. Muffled sounds are all around me, like constant music. I can hear her hum, sing, laugh...cry. I like growing. Developing. It's like stretching before getting out of bed...the anticipation of the day. Ready to live. -- But then something changes. The atmosphere is cold. She doesn't sing anymore. They argue. She cries. Endless cycle. Then, cold hands. Other hands. Clynical. Unfriendly. I begin to be afraid, as her tears become more constant. -- She eats less, now. I can tell. I need nourishment, but I only get a little. I huddle, curl myself up. I'm still growing, becoming more ME, but it's cold her

Lost by innocenteyes23, literature

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Lost

lost. in a whirl of confusion. my muddled brain runs to and fro. the sands of time seem to slow. the wind in my hair is like a gentle brush of eternity. every step i take echos in my head. lost. alone in a crowd. oh, the irony. for i am everyone. and everyone is...

Love by innocenteyes23, literature

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Love

Love is the sweetest form of pain It is the most inviting torture It burns and it heals It tears and it fixes It is an enigma of feelings Untranslatable But the signs can be read As clear as glass As clear as mud Love is the bittersweet It is the most tempting trial It hurts and it helps It stops and it flows It is a confusing puzzle I'm torn between two worlds Love exists in full in one Love exists in part in the other Untranslatable But the signs can be read As clear as glass As clear as mud

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Angry Passions of a Child by innocenteyes23, literature

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Angry Passions of a Child

It was pretty scary. If he could do this to me, then the others could do it as well. I had had my heart broken one to many times. I was angry. I was scared. I didn't want this to happen again. I was going to change the world.... WHAM!!! BANG!!!! I kicked and punched at the magazine despencer that held the vile pictures. This was what I wanted to destroy. They were going down. They were going to go away and never come back. CRASH!!! KA-BANG! KA-BANG!!! There were quite a few dents. It was almost done. I whipped out a sharp knife. SLASH! BANG! WHACK!!! It split open. I took out my lighter and grabbed a magazine up. I set

Water and Stone by innocenteyes23, literature

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Water and Stone

Heartaches and heartbreaks Are all part of the plan - Of what we are And what we will become. We learn to deal and learn to heal And this forms us, every bit Painful though it is, Until we are what we are. And when I think I'm on the brink, On the very verge of tears, I remember that water can hew stone. The stone is me, the water is my pain. I'm being shaped, Being perfected. For my God guides the water, He controls the pain. He won't make it too hard to bear But it's enough to change Who I am. What I am. What I will be. Slowly but surely. And this stone points to Him in the end.

Enigma by innocenteyes23, literature

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The Sunday Paper by AloysisKorbaut, literature

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The Sunday Paper

The Sunday Paper by Aloysis the Brilliant, Witty, Intelligent, Smart-like, and Kick-[expletive deleted]. What makes a man a man? What IS a man? Who am I? That last one was a trick question. I know who I am. But do you? I am a man of some repute. Quite a lot, I assure you, but "some" encompasses "little" so I suppose that's redundant. Anyway, in some parts, I am known as Eric, but you may call me Johann. I always liked that name. No, no, don't say your name; it's safer that way. And, also, I don't really care to learn your name. You don't look like anyone special. I'm not picky, however, so let us begin. And by us, I mean me. It all star