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This was originally a diary entry... dedicate to an ex... but it turned into a poemby AnaisBlack 300 words, 1 comment, on Jul 31 9:47 PM 2007. In Heart break
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We lay together on the couch, him gazing into my eyes. I feel like laughing at him-does he think I'm stupid. I lower my eyes and watch as his hand creeps up my thigh. &nb
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I think it's just the whole, "If I can't have him, I don't want anyone else to have him" kinda thing that's going to be my downfall. I remember my second boyfriend. He was tall
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He presses his lips against my ear, whispering sweet things to me, and I shiver as I slip my hand into his. Naive and young, I walk with him, down the easy, cement path. We com
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Our eyes meet.
You sit across the room on a couch. -
Hi, Mommy... I know you're only seventeen... and I know that if you have me, it'll ruin everything for you... but maybe you'll listen to me for a second? Because, Mommy, I'd li
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Dear Diary,
It's getting alot more cramped in here. I'm thinking of maybe moving earlier than I planned, especially because I want the people on the outside to understand th -
After writing the first chapter and not receiving any kind of feedback, I'm putting aside this idea for a while and working on another series that I need to develop a little bi
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"Damnit, Mama, why can't you jus' try to understand?"
Lynn narrowed her dark, brown eyes at the older woman before her. Her mother was the same height, but that was where th -
I held her frail body in my arms, afraid that if I squeezed her at all, she would break into a million pieces and shatter at my feet. I rested my cheek on the top of her head a
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(A young boy stands in the center of the stage, pacing back and forth. After seevral minutes, he faces the audience)
I don't need my dad. He doesn't mean anything to me. He -
I awoke several hours later, my eyes crusted with tears. As soon as I realized where I was, I began to cry again. This couldn't be true. The guys were camped out on the couches
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I awoke two hours after Crystal had come into my room, and my chest was suffocated by panic. I had to see Jerome. I had to hug him and hold him and... tell him I love him...I woke up on Saturday to the sound of someome banging on my bedroom door. I groaned, rolling over and over, wanting to be left alone. After the knocking refused to cease, I mumI was trapped on the ground under his heavy weight, staring into his icy, green eyes that had captivated me so much years ago... the icy green eyes that had broken my heart forIt was mid-July. The sun was beating down on the hell hole that I lived in, and just standing in one place made you sweat excessively. It was Saturday, and that meant I was atI began hanging out more with Jerome-as a friend, not a girlfriend. I was defying the law that said boys and girls couldn't be just friends. Yet Jerome and I... were just frienJerome showed up that night dressed in a pair of jeans and a tight, black T-shirt. His dark curls fell around his face, and his black eyes seemed bright-like a little kid on ChWhen I got home I found Crystal happily folding the laundry, humming to herself. She bounced back and forth as she folded, then placed them neatly in a pile for me, her, and myLater that day I found myself walking around in the park in the middle of the afternoon, the sun beating down on my head. I wore a pair of jeans and a large T-shirt. Not attracThe next day Lissa-who lived a few blocks away-dropped in for breakfast. She was always just showing up. She was already there when I came down still in my pajamas.
"'MorninA few hours later, I decided to take a break from dancing and step outside to smoke. A new band was playing by now, one that had once been popular but was now getting old. I exLissa pulled on my right arm, and Amelia pulled on the other. A strong smell of coffee immediately hit me as soon as we entered the cafe. Why I was here, God only knows. They'dA honking car sent me flying down the stairs later that evening. I wore a pink halter top and a black mini skirt and added a pair of black boots that stopped at the knee. My haI hear a humming of an engine outside my bedroom window and pull the curtains back, my eyes still heavy with sleep. I don't recognize the red Chevrolet. But I do recognize theI get home early despite my party girl personality to find Crystal standing before the mirror, trying on a pair of my earrings. She wears a short, black dress and nice black plI walk into the house to see my sister Crystal and her boyfriend of one year cuddling on the couch. I roll my eyes. My sister and I are twins, yet completely opposite. She wantSingle and independent, I walk down the aisle of the grocery store, studying the list my mom has made for me. My mom depends on me so much, I don't know what she'll do when I gSingle and independent, I walk down the aisle of the grocery store, studying the list my mom has made for me. My mom depends on me so much, I don't know what she'll do when I gI believe my mother knew about him all along... that he was evil... that he had a problem. Yet she figured I could handle it... all by myself. I will never forgive her for thatI cried all night under my covers. Fortunately when Andy dropped me off at home, my mom and Dain were sleeping. Between my legs felt wet and sticky, and it burned so badly. I fAndy ignored me the rest of the night-as though I'd done something to him. We dropped mom and Dain off at home, and we sat in the car for a few minutes until the dissapeared beI woke up the next morning, and at first I was confused as to why my arms were so soar. I hadn't had dance practice yesterday. I'd been out with... Andy...
I went to the batI smiled as Andy and I walked down the street, his arm around my waist. Although I didn't get to go into too many of my favorite stores, I still had fun with just Andy. Until..
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