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Who is it in the mirror?She came back to the scene where it all happened, it happened so fast, too fast to remember, too long ago to still see it clearly. She knelt down on the ground and laid a bouquet on the grass, in memory of what once was. There is no more laughter on the swings or screams down the slide, not since that little boy’s life was cruelly taken away by a twist of fate,Who is it in the mirror?
“It should have been me” the girl thought to herself.
“It was my turn, it should have been me, I should have been looking after him.”
Every day she thinks about what should have happened, it haunts her day and night, ev
by ~janejesamine
The new kid in schoolThere was a new kid in class today. He walked in and sat down near me. As we waited for the rest of the students to arrive, he dumped his books on the desk and sat back in his chair.The new kid in school
One of the last to guys came in, a jock, and walked up to this new guy and told him "you're sitting in my fucking seat mate", all he did in respone was look at him and give him the finger. I laughed. The teacher announced that today we would be watching a video, sometime later I heard a cheer and a groan, coming from the guys and girls respectively, there are only six girls in this class and majority voted, the movie would be about footy. I don't eve
by ~janejesamine
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Boys don't cry.I don't cry.Boys don't cry.
Even when I was a kid and I fell from my bike.
Even when I got an ugly bruise from a fistfight.
Even when I was stuck in a dark room, trying to find the light.
I don't cry.
Simply 'cos boys don't cry.
A decade back, I had a best friend.
We would play "House" and sometimes, big bosses of some business conglomerate.
As children, we had our own problems.
The first time both of us met with big bullies, they left my friend bawling on the ground, his knees bleeding and his tears cascading.
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by ~Shien279
Drifting ApartDrifting ApartDrifting Apart
Drifting apart, never again from the heart shall I be the same man.
We each had goals we each shared a love we both were fools of poems thought of.
What were we thinking? How could it last? It was all lust; it would never go fast!
Our time is done. Where do we go? We had our fun; time forever flows.
Our hearts are torn, it is time to decide. We shall again be born, never from tthe truth should we hide.
Our ways will part. An improbable beginni
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- Current Residence: hell
- Interests: dA, music, writing
- Favourite band or musician: The Birthday Massacre, Linkin Park, Carpathian
- Favourite genre of music: screamo and industrial
- MP3 player of choice: a broken creative zen 6gb
- Personal Quote: If ever you fall down, get back up again {GO LITTLE PENGUIN!!}
- Email: jesamine_1992@hotmail.com
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