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posted by _Blackhearts_xx
Black roses;
They became the mga rosas that where once red,
They became this Black when my puso bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my puso follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart


Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful you are,
Your as raidient as a shining star

Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip



i hpoe you like them (:
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posted by BuffyFaithFan1
CHAPTER ONE: PEACE OFFERING

CAN YOU TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF?" My mom asked me at the front door.
"Mom, I'll be fine!" I told her.
"Are you sure? I can stay tahanan with you and Jared if you want." She asked again, and this time it sounded like she was hoping I'd say "no, don't go...stay here with me and tuck me into kama and tell me stories to go to sleep to."
"Mom, go! Have a great time! We will be fine!" I sinabi and Jared shook his head in approval.
"Alright!" She sinabi and she kissed my forhead once more, did the same to Jared, and then out the door to her taxi that awaited her she went. Jared...
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posted by SMackedLove
 My black rose
My black rose
I AM!

I am not nice but I feel.
I wonder but I don't know
what about.
I hear people talking but I never know what they say.
I see many thinks but never know what I'm looking at.
I want people to look to the past but not dwell on it.
I pretend to be something I'm not.
I fell things i cant see.
I touch and the smoothest things feel rough.
I worry that the araw will never end.
I cry but tears never come.
I understand that not ever ones the same.
I say something i don't mean.
I dream but only see blackness.
I hope that someday someone we'll see through my shield I put up and see me.
I am not nice but i feel.
I am who I am!
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posted by Gabstaaa
Ok Guys! First story ever. Please dont be kind. Tell whats wrong with it and if you like it or not. This is just to see how many people will read it.


The bright and blinding light streamed through the gap in the curtains. The light woke Mary as it shined proudly on her pale, white morning face. She rolled over only to see an empty puwang in the double bed. She was used to this but every morning she just couldn’t resist the nagging temptation to check if her loving husband was there waiting for her to wake. If only he was there with his soft butterscotch eyes and her favourite crooked smile...
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posted by UnderdogAsh
Chapter 6
Guess Who’s coming
To Dinner?

    When I was unconscious, I had a weird dream. In this dream, Lux and I found a piece of the Triforce ourselves, but the tatsulok was upside down, compared to how the other two were on the Triforce. I decided to touch this piece, which exploded into a surge of electricity and all that electricity went into me. I looked down at my right hand and the full Triforce was on it, but only the middle was glowing.
    Suddenly, Zelda and Link appeared and their hands, Zelda’s right and Link’s left, were glowing and they...
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posted by HaleyDewit
I’ve got something to say
But it’s best to keep it away
Pretending to be made of concrete
But you caused the cracks to show
Now I can’t hide them anymore
And I need you to feel how I feel

I’m tiptoeing around the subject
‘Cause I’m too afraid to be rejected

And you don’t see
What it’s like for me
Wanted this for so long
And now I can’t have it
And you don’t know
How it’s to feel so small
I’ve waited for so long
But I still can’t have it


I’ve got something on my mind
But it’s best to keep it inside
Pretending my eyes aren’t shedding tears
But you caused the tears to flow
You’ve...
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posted by HaleyDewit
I never thought I’d see the light
After all the times I died
But I found a reason to be alive
And now I can’t help but smile all the time

But there’s dilemma in my heart
And it’s tearing me apart
But even though we’ll never be together
I’ll pag-ibig you forever

I can’t remember if I have ever felt this way before
It’s been too long
It was gone
But you brought it back once more
And even if our lives never intertwine
I won’t erase you from my mind
I’ve hurt enough
I choose love
To end my endless torture


I always believed I’d stay in the dark
Holding the pieces of my broken heart
But I found a...
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posted by HaleyDewit
I’m quiet on the outside
An all-wrecking, raging storm on the inside
I can’t speak,
Because I fear I can only produce inhuman cries
But my inner screams overwhelm any external sound
I don't blame you for not seeing behind my hollow eyes
I don't blame you for not hearing anything but silence
And I don't blame you for not feeling my puso breaking in my chest, over and over again
But I wish you would just hold me, and tell me I'll be okay.
That somehow, this all-consuming pain is not going to kill me.
That I will come out of this, stronger.
I wish I could distance myself from this destruction,
But I belong in the center of the hurricane
Because I need this pain, like I need oxygen
So, let my ravel in my agony,
Without it I am nothing
posted by OfmiceandDes
Hi, My name is Tanya
Nobody knows anything about me. They have a good reason though: In my entire life, I haven't spoken a single word
People call me many things: Weirdo, freak, attention getter, and I just let it all sink in. I let all the bad thoughts store up inside me until I lose it. Don't think I can't talk, I just choose not to. Nobody seems to care for what I have to say. If you are lucky, you will hear a sound com from my mouth, but never any words.
My name is Tanya
I look like your typical 15 taon old girl. My hair is light brown with blonde highlights. I'm not fat, but I'm not too...
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posted by CrimsonDeath14
Chapter 1:The begaining

It started with the fighting,the endless fighting.It was mid Febuary 2001 when a couple with a small boy and another child on the way,split.They had been aurguing for hours on end and the husband,Jason,decided to leave and live with a friend for a while.While the wife,Sandra,cried and wept to no avail Jason left.Jason had contracted pnemonia and was placed in a hospital only days after his fight with Sandra.Sandra was also in the hospital but for a different reason,she had ibingiay birth to a girl named Emily.And that was the begaining of Emily's life,a life full of sadness and missery that will come to a halt and be cut short sa pamamagitan ng the evil hands of fate and the mind.
posted by juliet98
Julia beacame a women when she was 12. After she felt powerless for the first time in her little life. It was a sunny day, but in the hearts of the people it was dark. The country was entering in the war, and many youth had to prepare for the battle. Julia and her family, her mom, her dad, and her brother were having lunch. they were silent, Julia behaved badly, she argued with her brother and wanted him to desappear. Suddenly somebody knocked on the door. Her dad opened it and came back in the kusina with a tall man they didn't know. He was wearing a dark amerikana and black boots. He talked with...
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posted by rainchibi
The constant pecking on the window awoke me. I opened my eyes to the darkness of the room. The dark haze enveloped any sign of light, leaving only traces of thin outlines. A tinged of excitement and fear passed through me. The ticking of the clock just added to the anxiety that was crawling over me. I knew it had come, like it had many nights before. It was then I noticed that the pecking I had heard before had stopped, only to be replaced sa pamamagitan ng the howls of the winter winds. I sat up to see the binds swaying back and forth. Through the cracks I saw the shadow that had awaken me many nights before,...
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posted by rainchibi
A silhouette standing alone,
Amongst a field of arid snow,
Waiting for something still unknown,
Not any further from the tombstone.

Awaiting a sign of life and hope,
Letting out a deep sigh,
“It’s not getting any easier to cope”
A whisper carried sa pamamagitan ng the wind.

The stars: my aspirations,
But city lights in the distance,
Taunted it from their foundations,
Caustic lights ending its existence.

An unattached shadow standing in solitude,
Amongst a field of caustic cold,
Tired of waiting, wanting to end,
I was everything untold.