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LOC: Phoenix, AZ
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: April 25
LOC: Phoenix, AZ
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: April 25
I’m here because i am a writer (duh) and it really helps to hear read and evaluate what other writers have to say. I usually feel more inspired after reading what all of you have written so thank you for that. I live in Phoenix AZ. I am a starbucks barista and a baby-sitter. I like the jobs but they are just jobs. That is at least until i am a world famous writter! Then they will just be material for my auto-biography. I’m mostly kidding. I just really love to write, fame or not i feel like I have something to say, and i like to say it. I think editors were made to spell and punctuate so i don’t pay much attention to it, but i do try. I heard C.S. Lewis had aweful looking manuscripts so I’m using him as my example. =)
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Young faith, be calm. Let your fires burn you your claims, your knowledge, let them destroy you, leave you breathless, a shattered picture, a broken vessle. This faith is yours, it is your demise, your duty to see it destroy, you. Young faith, be calm. Rise from the ashes. New reason, new understanding, let them remake you, leave you breathless, a mosaic master piece, so beautifully undone. This faith is yours, it is your wings, your pleasure to see it thrive, in you.
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What does it take to calm a beating heart? How do you stop a racing mind to gain a moments rest? At the end of a frustrated day how do I stop thinking so I can dream at last? I should be seeing visions of my day in comic replay, I should be finding ways to cope with the distractions that life brings, inside a peaceful slumber. Instead I listen to the ebb and flow of my friends deep breaths and drudge up broken hearts of the past to rekindle feelings long gone. Dream a dream for me peaceful sl...
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Blessed are the flexible, for they shall never be bent out of shape.
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I stood there and looked at him. All I could do was look. How can a face be so familiar and so foreign all at once? How so loved and hated all in the space of a moment. I stared into hallow eyes that moments before only belonged to a man who obviously didn't know where he was. And now they belonged to him, my father. My mind raced back to the only memory I had of him. At least the only one I was sure was him. I had only one visual to confirm him by. He had been cut out of all my baby pictures...
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One more time, this charming third try will be the one. We'll dance around the elephant in the room. We can go all nine yards and beat the bush harder than last time. Then maybe this golden moment will become something we can manage. You and me, we'll both be asses, and then tango with just the two of us. Then we can talk, about the price of tea in china. Just one more time, and we can be okay again.
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nice. i was sure i knew what was coming and was ready with a smart ass remark about a million times a cliche. i used to work in insurance.
I really like the last two stanzas. the first one feels a little distracted though. The "In hate or love we'll kill or die" is really thought provoking but the last line in that stanza draws away from the initial punch. You might consider re-wording the first stanza. The poem in general leaves you with a sense of a relationship hanging in the balance. Not sure if thats what you were going for but it comes out well in the end.
Excellent. It moves pretty fast, but i guess you mean for it to. It almost feels like a long joke more than a short story, but it is clever and well written.
Very nice. Some people will not be satisfied no matter what you do for them, with them, to them, etc. It makes sense and might fit nicely into a poem.
I like this. It gets the point across whith out being rude.
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