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posted by coriann
I wish I had a best friend, her face was as sweet as honey, mixed with molasses and cane sugar, and vanilla extract with almonds sprinkled on top.

Her voice was like roses, blooming out of a fresh garden, and for each word, one flower, at least that’s how I pictured it. And just as the sweet smell of the Blumen draw the bees nearer, so they could suck the nectar, so her voice drew me nearer with her fragrant words and perfect English, and mellow sound…yes…mellow. Nearer to her tongue, so I could suck the sweet nectar off that as well.

Her hair was like golden sunlight, reflecting off the...
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There once was a girl, an angel, name Star, she was loved Von everyone see met she loved them to.One Tag see met a boy,also an Angel – Jäger der Finsternis named Luke, she fell in Liebe when she looked into his deep brown eyes.He also fell in Liebe with her. They both were afraid to tell echother how they felt.


Luke wasn't going to give up untell he would finally tell her that he loved her.Star felt the same way.But they still sagte nothing to echother.


The days were going Von fast,they only felt like years.Star and Luke's feelings became stronger.Luke finally got the nerve to tell star, sterne how he felt.Star was ready to so...
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posted by Dearheart
If you're wondering, "Diem Mirabilis" is Latin for "Day of Wonders". (At least it's SUPPOSED to be. My Latin isn't what it used to be, hehe.) This was just a little something I whipped up for a story I'm writing. I wanted to put something at the beginning of each chapter that roughly follows the times of day, and I couldn't find anything good. So I made my own. =) Hope Du enjoy it!

Diem Mirabilis

Morning:

for Morning is made
of mysteries and uncertainties
the hopes of beginnings
the risks of unknowns
the potential for greatness
oder failure

Midday:

for Midday is the height
of the glory of the sun
the climax of twenty-four hours
the brightness that blinds and clarifies
the Antwort once hidden
now unveiled

Sunset:

for Sunset arrives
with the final shift of the sky
the afterglow of the triumph
the sweetness of the last drop
the closing chapter of a story
and the beginning...

of a new one.
added by axemnas
Source: Henry David Thoreau, axemnas,Casablanca
posted by FightingDestiny
This is a small poem I wrote a while back.I hope Du like it, please tell me what Du think
Thank you
-Aurora




The Wind is cold against her skin
Numbing her body perfectly,
Erasing the pain she knew all to well
Escaping her problems if only for a moment
The chill of the breeze whispering to her
"Just do it" it taunted, "You know Du want to"
Each time, the voice got louder
Beckoning her to let go, end it all
Was it worth it
Some would say no
But to her it was everything
Yet the voices called to her
"Let go, Let got, ... Let Go"
posted by Attirox2
"Daddy where are Du going?" a squeak sagte from the corner. I looked down to see wide blue eyes looking at me with fear. I couldn't just abandon her but I couldn't stay and face the the mess I had just created. "Terra stay out of this!" I shouted at her. But she just kept at it until I finally snapped. I grabbed her Von her night hemd, shirt and threw her onto the couch with a loud thud. She fell of and hit the cold wooden floor. I looked at her and had the urge to finish off the last bottle of Vodka, which I happily fulfilled. Her cries turned into sobs as she laid there in a ball that filled the...
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posted by madening_mahem
 Example of the 'Dark Figure'
Example of the 'Dark Figure'
Somewhere in ancient Japan...
A dark figure emerges from the shadows cloaked only in darkness, his weapon exposed, the blood of his victims dripping from it's blade. A creak in the floor alerts him of Mehr to come, he waits in the dark for his prey to come. They slide open the door only to be slaughtered. As he slays them he notices a girl out of the corner of his eye, standing there in absolute horror. He raised his blade ready to attack, but for some reason he held back. Him, a demon of the night, him, whose hands had been stained with the blood of many women and children, could not murder...
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posted by skipperluvs
“Fuck you.” She sagte when he upset her, which was almost everyday. She sighed as he looked at her foolishly. There was just something about him that she hated from the start, but there was something bigger about him that she loved. She looked over at him and his Friends laughing hysterically.

“When?” He laughed even harder, the crowd’s voice growing louder Von the second, and anger filling her face to hide the shy blush that actually sat atop of everything. She rolled here eyes at him and put one of her hands on her hips, her hips cocking to the left and seeming lazy. She then got...
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posted by Cinders
I've been slowly but steadily coming to the conclusion that Poesie as an art form is quickly losing its flavor amongst the iPod generation. And I'm not talking about contemporary poets who don't get read Von the masses, because as Gertrude Stein would say, "Those who are creating the modern composition authentically are naturally only of importance when they are dead because Von that time the modern composition having become past is classified and the Beschreibung of it is classical. That is the reason why the creator of the new composition in the arts is an outlaw until he is a classic." Or,...
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posted by Lord_Anubis
What is love?

Oi there mates… Let me tell Du few things here. I actually asked myself that Frage long ago. Why? Well, maybe because I had no Friends oder other people who would accept me when I was a kid. Now I know all that matters is to accept yourself and I got a lot of friends, but to find that explanation all alone pulled me through a lot of pain. Aye... Du couldn't believe it. Most of the people can't endure the lonlines, I've seen it... And finally when I found the explanation, I asked myself: ’’What the hell is Liebe then?’’. Lately on I started to watch other people to see...
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posted by amoremusic
blessed
when i think about the things that God has blessed me with i get to excited to think that he has done all of these things for me and only me, so that the people around me can be blessed as well,

The things that i cherish the most is family and the impact that they have on me as a young woman, the Liebe that they Zeigen me everyday of my life, there is a quote that fits what i'm talking about and this is what it is:

"Family, they are the people who bring Du up when Du are down, they are the ones that Du can turn to when life isn't going the way Du want it to, they are there to comfort...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

Tia had told me that he obviously liked black, so she'd chosen the scary halfter oben, nach oben and skinny jeans with black peep-toed heels. Tia had gone overboard. I looked like a freaking goth.

I thought I was dressed way out of my league, but Tia sagte I wasn't. It was difficult to believe her.

Still, I dropped a plate when I was in the küche on Saturday evening when he knocked on the door. I almost twisted my ankle in my hurry to open the door. I threw it open, and I almost cried in relief when it was him and I hadn't almost injured myself for nothing.

He looked stunned when he saw what I was...
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posted by whitelion
your smile, your eyes, your voice
as if Du gave me a choice
everything about Du i loved
all other feelings aside i shoved

on your every word i hung
and even among
a crowd, only Du i see
nowhere else i would rather be

these feelings for you, that are kept inside
i can no longer hide
everything about Du i admire
Du are all i desire

so kind, so sweet, so passionate
everytime our eyes met
my herz would race
while looking at your smiling face

full of buety, life, and joy
with my emotions Du play like a toy
like a wild beast, my emotions cannot be tame
and i don't even know your name
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