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posted by PhoenixRoyale
This is a poem I wrote to express my feelings. My life may be harsh, but I try to stay positive, even if I have some anger held beneath my heart. Enjoy.
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The human herz is a glass dome.
Some treat it with delicacy,
while others treat it with hatred.
Sometimes in in-between.

Protect that dome from shattering.
It is what brings Du joy and happiness in your life.
It is the capsule in which Liebe from your family and Friends fill it with.
Don't let any hatred destroy it.

Don't keep that glass dome open.
Otherwise, the people with malice in their hearts,
they'll drain Du of your love, happiness, and joy.
Then, your glass dome will shatter.

Your spirits will be crushed.
Your mind will resort to suicide and depression.
You'll regret living on the planet known as Earth.
But that shouldn't stop you.

Continue with your life,
be as kind and caring as Du can.
Even if people don't accept it and smother Du will darkness,
let that capsule ricochet that darkness.


The human herz is a glass dome.
Treat it with Liebe and delicacy.

Make sure others do, too.
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posted by StarGirl1721
Fear is emotion,
When Du fear,
You intend to let yourself cry,
Sometimes Du don’t even bother to try,
You can’t seem to keep yourself serene,

You want to cry your herz out,
You intend to shout,
Yet Du can’t always seem to do so,
There seems to be nowhere left to hide,
You desperately want someone Von your side,

You don’t want let people know your fears,
So Du let them go in tears,
When you’re afraid,
You don’t want to be left alone,
You want someone there,
Someone to be there for you,
You want to be kept calm,

Sometimes we’re afraid to even fear,
You begin to hate being alone,...
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Source: My cousin made this.
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posted by lovepop
Here is my life and of course about me.
My name is Katie Olson.
I am 12 years old.
I Liebe to sing, and I'm not an ear piecer. So in other words I guess I'm pretty good. I don't sing like anyone, I sing like myself.
I have blondish hair.

I Liebe cute clothes and flashy things.
I Liebe to make friends. Online Friends exspecially!!!
I Liebe to give Guter Rat to anyone who needs some.
Thank Du for taking your precious time to read this. It really ment alot. If Du become a Fan of it, I'll remember to thank you!

p.s If Du have anything in common with me, oder any questions, please Kommentar below!
Thanx again!
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Hi, I'm Carl. Okay so this is.....its really weird because. Alright there's been something on my mind for the last couple of weeks. I don't know, Selia, told me to write it down. Its big, its pretty big. So I'm a male prostitute. There was a big silver room. We were all bunched up together on tables, shiny silver tables. they used to put us on drugs and make us have sex with people. There weren't many private rooms and people didn't seem to care anymore.
We lived in the mall at the edge of the city, huge. There was this big pub on the other side of the mall. Sometimes Du could hear what was...
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posted by problematic124
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Chapter 5
Faliski's note
Aurora decided to shed the goth for good and came to school looking normal and beautiful. Von lunch time everybody was talking about her 'new look'. People treated her Mehr nicely and many people asked her to sit at their tabelle but she told them she was going to sit with us.
Result:A lot of people are sitting at our tabelle trying to win Aurora's attention.Plus with the result of them we can't talk about Friday night. The cool crew sat at our table, there mostly jerks because they think there better than all of us because there either rich, hot, or...
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She looks;
Her eyes desperate & fraught
Her body defenseless & weak.
Feelings of vulnerability;
Guilt seeping through her veins.
But what can she do?
She stares.

She stares;
Oblivious to her stare, he hums
Chasing a butterfly, hops & skips;
Not a feather of a burden on his shoulders
As he goes about his carefree life.
She smiles.

She smiles;
Memories come rushing through,
As she first held him in her arms.
‘I will give Du the world’ she promised.
She lied.
‘You will be the king of the world someday’
This time, he stared, his big blue eyes
Gleaming with innocent mischief, unaware of what fate...
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Writer corner:) hi everybody! i hope you'll like the plot. let me know!! thank you!!!
In the Jahr 4125 the Earth was still turning on itself. Apparently everything was the same as it was two thausand years ago. But it wasn't so. The democracy we got fighting was distroied Von a man. After 15 years of wars, in 4025 Cyrus defeated free people and he established the tyranny. The whole world was controlled and the freedom dind't exist anymore. Everyone Lost trust in everything, in love, in courage, in God. Most of people didn't know that there was a prophecy. It sagte that the humanity had to pass through a century of pain and fear to realize how important freedom was. But then in the 101st Jahr four guys, with the Gift, could overthrow the government...