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posted by EmoKidSteven
The noise,
buzzing and buzzing in my ears.
It's just not right,
te think te are so bright,
saying te buzz because te care.
But it's so unfair.
I don't need your concern,
the best way te can mostra te care,
is to leave me alone.
Why can't te understand?
Have te tried to understand?
Do I really expect te to understand?
This is not a teenage problem,
the excuse te uses so often,
This is about my freedom.
te think I don't know anything,
te think I am naive and innocent.
But things are so different.
te think because te are older,
te know più than we do,
That’s not true.
The world has changed,
We are not the fairy tales that sing,
we are the ones who could take our lives in a blink.
No, te are lying to yourself,
blocking the truth that would make te knelt
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posted by GreenLight24
Author's Note: Hey, guys! :D I've finally drafted the third installment of the "Blacktie." series. It does require some knowledge of the first two stories postato in order here: link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213262/title/blacktie-revised-version[/url][/url] and here:link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213538/title/blacktie-dinner[/url][/url] This is the story of Blacktie's run-in with a female accomplice! It picks up right where the secondo story left off. Enjoy. :D

Anthony gently pulled at his bow tie and unbuttoned his cappotto as he peered devilishly towards the...
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posted by malmcd
te want to be there. te know te do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when te look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs te on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
    The Land te thirst for has loomed at the superiore, in alto of the mountain in Metopia for as long as te can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing giorno as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. te begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when...
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posted by OlivFirecracker
te laugh at something just not funny and the only thing te do is apologise, even if te don't mean it, te do because the people hearing te laugh do not appreciate it. How could they?

You hear something sad about another and te apologise, because te may feel bad for them but te don't know what to say and te think saying anything else o not saying anything at all is inconsiderate, but it's not fair on te because te don't know what to do with that information.

You did te best to save something o someone for someone else but te fail and te know that te haven't Lost anything but...
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posted by serenacullen93
Hello my name is Leila Claudette Xavier the daughter of Max Oscar Xavier. The CEO of Xavier Arms Of War o X.A.W. it is the number one provider of weapons for the arm forces. X.A.W. has been around since world war one we are a family of geniuses mean the Xavier are know for that. I graduated from college when I was ten years old and was valedictorian of my high school class at the age of eight. I’m now fifteen. I woke to the sun pouring thought my baia window here in Virginia spiaggia near Camp Pendleton so named after General William Nelson Pendleton an Episcopalian minister at Grace Church...
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posted by MomoThePuppy
Terrence moved slowly, watching where he placed his feet. He didn’t want to step on those certain floorboards that squeaked and risk scaring the small girl. He quietly picked his way across the floor, and stopped at the edge of the child’s bed. Gently, he placed a hand on her shoulder, and for a moment, his eyes became locked on the stark contrast of their skin tones. She was very light in color, almost a peachy shade. He was dark in tone, close to the color of chocolate. He smiled at this.

“Rosie,” He said, voice barely above a whisper. “It’s almost daylight. Time to get up, kiddo.”...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
(Not a very creative name, I know)


ONE

I sat on the bed. Doing nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I looked at the clock. Friday, five-fifty-eight PM. Five-fifty-nine. Waiting. Waiting. cuore pounding. Counting seconds. Every week. Every week, SHE came. SHE would try to kill me. Then I would scream for help and they would come. Then I would get a lecture that nothing was there, possibly some treatment o whatever. Then successivo Friday at six, it would happen again.
Forty-five seconds. I glanced at the book. I brought it with me. That way, no one else would read it. It was old and leather-bound, and had pictures...
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posted by EmoKidSteven
Well te see
I'm not myself anymore
Well te can see
What I've done
Blinded myself
Lost my direction
In this times
That are getting cold
In this moment
To behold
And shine

Here's a poem
For all the loved ones
Here's a grave
For all the dead
Here's the oxygen
For all the living
Here's a tissue
For tears that are shed
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
da Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
da myself

Well take your houses
Take your money
Take the things te don't need
Live the life
You've always wanted
And then burn the memories
Take the good times and the bad
Take the happy maybe the sad
And turn, turn yourself around
I'm Lost in my own fairytale
Where I'm the winner
All over again
in my daydreams I've Lost all hope
All ambition
Looking and losing an only friend

I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
da Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
da myself

I'm lost
I'm here
I'm Lost here
da myself

I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
da myself

da myself
posted by twilight-rocks9
plz tell me if u like it o if i should write more.


And his hair I Amore it!” my best friend Selene said. I make a gagging sound. “Oh shut up Gabs you’re going to be like this your boyfriend and I’m going to suffer.” she said. “You want to suffer then let me replay what te sound like.” I did a horrible impression of her. “Oh no I have to go bye gabby.” she said. When she got up she kicked sand on my arm. “Bye Lena” I detto a little too late. I looked at the suns refezione on the clear blue ocean. I got up to go swimming when someone put their hands over my eyes and said...
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posted by flabaloobalah
CHAPTER ONE: "CARTER"

There’s one silent sensation of falling really fast and really hard. Then it’s over. Just like that. Somewhere off in the distance, a girl screams. Maybe she’s successivo to me and my damaged ears are playing tricks on me. o maybe she really is far away from here, wherever that is.
    A flame billowing over a folded up car flicks its vile tongue. The fuoco reflects in the pools of blood and the bodies. Five bodies, and myself, still alive. Sirens wail and rescue teams and news vans swarm the scene. I moan and grip my chest, waiting for someone to notice...
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posted by Nesrino
Once upon a time, there was a 15 anno old boy named Will who loved sports as if they were his whole life. From the beginning of his first giorno at school, Will tried out for the calcio team and they were amazed how talented this boy was at sports at such a young age. When Will became 12 years of age, he had won the scool over 20 awards for each soccer, pallacanestro, basket and tennis competition they entered. He has also become very fit and well-built from all his exercising and sports, and seems to think that being fit was one of the most important things a person should accomplish in life. Will has always...
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