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right. ohkay. my best friend is dying. but in some way i knew it was going to happen. through my poems :S yu may b like urgh heres a fuking fake goodbye but please im not joking! HELP ME! :'(

ohkay, i wrote this poem a hari before my frend started akting weirdly and another a hari before she found out she had pancreas cancer.

poem number one:
Closest of strangers,
Time takes it's toll
Keep close to your loved one before they can fall.
No lebih of the laughter
Only the clock ticks away
Ever so slowly the thread shall fray
Ever so slowly.
Ever so slowly.
Ever so slowly their smile fades away.


poem number two:
Nearer and nearer death comes along
Through the path where it doesn't belong
Don't waste your time
Keep close and shine
Be there until their Smile is long gone.



:( im not faking, PLEASE tell me what is happening to me. :( i gtg Livane's waking up.
posted by gossipgirlxoxo
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Another hari at another life, I thought to myself as I walked home. I won’t go all emo about it and tell anda my life sucks, because to anda it would most likely be heaven. My family is rich, I am in the populer group every girl in my school is obsessed with my brother. Everything about me is picture perfect, my looks. I have wavy blonde hair to die for; my eyes were very light green almost yellow. I was slender I had always been. And to puncak, atas it all I have a jock boyfriend, I know how cliché. I let out a deep sigh once I looked at the clock, it was nearly...
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posted by Lorelei-Essence
The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of artis turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in tampil business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived oleh his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived oleh his elderly father, Pop Tart.
posted by ihavOTD
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.

Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! anda always end up like this. Maybe anda should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face atau back. Not me!

Please e-mail me atau comment. Tell me if anda like this segment atau not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.
Some people weren't meant to be born. Some families are not to be made That's why there are hunters. Hunters take care of this problem

Alex Grazer walked down the dark wet hallway with his arms full of wood for his family. His hair against his neck was standing up because of fear and the freezing temperature. Little did he know what was behind him would hurt his life forever.
Alex stopped walking and looked around on all sides of the hallway. He had his knockout spray oleh his flashlight at halaman awal so if anybody attacked he would be doomed. In a single cepat, swift motion of somethings arm Alex hit the...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

I watch the two girls drag Ashleigh's duvet off of her tempat tidur and into the contemporary, yet welcoming living room. I watch as they try to make a tent, giggling whenever their construction collapses, and tugging it back into place just to watch it self-destruct every time.

If only it were that easy. Just being able to laugh whenever your life falls apart, then cheerfully re-build it all over again, knowing it will not stay that way, yet not giving up.

**************************************************

I think back to six months after Ashleigh was born, when I had the small ungu butterfly...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
Chapter 10
I waited till charlie started snoring and went to matts room we talked and talked I told him about my friends and the teachers………………………….
Till I heard charlie wake up and rushed in an inhuman speed to my room and faked for charlie that I was sleeping I got uop and washed my face and got dressed for school when I went down stairs charlie was gone mayy got ready to and I thineked about a black bmw but not that expensive and it apeared in the drive way
-do anda like your new car?
I asked matt
-its mine?
-yup!
-my family cant efford it its yours!
-thanks
He gave me a hug suddenly...
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posted by Dearheart
Darkness whispered outside, and frosty stars sparkled in the windows. Bits of fake snow and glitter were scattered here and there, with crumpled-up programs lying in the pews and the last strains of “Joy to the World” echoing in my head. The natal konser was over, and my family was off in the reception hall snarfing down sugar kue, cookie with everyone else. Normally I’d be with her (I have an awful sweet tooth)...but this time, something had told me to stay behind.

I glanced around the sanctuary one last time. The dim lighting combined with Christmas-sparkle gave everything a sort of...
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menyeberang, salib my jantung hope to die.
Cut my throat if i tell a lie.

Tayce’s p.o.v

The team were failing badly, before my eyes. “You all owe me 20 bucks” Ruby berkata as she pulled out her hand. Kale sighed and then rolled his eyes. “Only because anda have no faith in them” he said, she smiled and then took the 20 bucks Bobby was handing to her. “Why should I? They’re new and they know nothing” She berkata with a giant smirk. Belinda sighed and then bit her bottom lip she had a worried look on her face. “What if someone gets hurt?” She asked, Tayce smiled and Ruby just rolled her eyes. Someone...
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posted by iluvtheshow
The hari Before Christmas

        The hari before natal my whole life changed. Time stopped as snow fell. People cried but I didn’t feel any pain. I was full of a sadness that swallowed me whole. I was numb.

    I remember waking up that day, happy and excited. It was the last hari before natal and I was going shopping. I had just received my license and was quickly becoming independent. My wheels were everything. I searched the house but my parents were gone. I figured they were already out preparing for tomorrow. It was still...
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Chapter Twenty-Two

It was the night of Mac Thomas’s birthday makan malam with just the Thomas family and in addition to the Thomas family; Mac invited someone to her special dinner. A man and Mac’s ‘boyfriend’ named Sean Connors. She wants him there because in her words, he had to dump his plans he made before meeting a girl like a bulan yang lalu and had to go to both of her birthday events: the makan malam and the party with her family and friends from sepakbola and school on Saturday.

Hearing this the hari before the makan malam and once Mac left the dapur to somewhere else, Sean turned to Jamie and whispered...
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This artikel contains suggestions for basic practices for being a good writer, and was last edited on 12 June 2009 (to add the admonition about backups).

How to be a Better Writer
If you're membaca this, chances are that anda are interested in being a Good Writer: someone who is able to write well and convey ideas effectively through text. Note that we are not talking about being a Successful Writer here, nor a Widely-Read Writer; those are separate concerns. Before anda worry about who's going to read your menulis atau what anda can get out of your writing, anda should concern yourself with making...
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“Even as a child I had a wild imagination. A younger child, I should say. I’m only sixteen now, so I could be considered a child to some. Oh, oleh the way, my name is Sarah Way. I live in a small town called Ammarion. It’s a growing town found in America. It’s really in Idaho, if that tells anda anything.” Sarah began. “I’m here to tell anda my story. I know anda are skeptical about magic, but anda won’t be after hearing my story.”
I’d like to drag anda back in time with me. We only need to go back to last summer. School had just gotten out and I had ample plans for my three months...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I woke up in my tempat tidur Thor was there sitting oleh me. “What happened?” I berkata in a confused tone. “You fainted. Now what’s going?” he had control in his voice. “None of your business” I berkata getting out of bed, he backed off until I reached for the door handle. His hand was holding my arm. “Tell me” his tone was threatening. “Let go of me!” I said, I didn’t struggle he just let go. Me and Thor were always getting into fights and only once did it ever got physical. We were in Paris. He was training me. I never had taken orders from him and I never will. “I will get it out...
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♥ I've always mused about this significant quandary!
Here are some of the provided words that are in the English Dictionary and no other words rhyme with them.

It is sometimes berkata that the words:

orange, purple, and silver ♥ are the only words which rhyme with no other words.


♥ Non-rhyming English words of two syllables atau fewer

badam, almond

aspirin

bachelor

chaos

chimney

circus

different (whether pronounced as two- atau three-syllable word)

film

hostage

javelin

justice (only rhymes with proper nouns)

laundry

luggage

monster

bulan

citrus

office

zaitun

jeruk, orange (only rhymes with proper nouns)

pint

pinguin, penguin

pizza

promise (only rhymes with proper nouns)

purple

shadow

silver

transfer

vacuum
posted by Ms_Montana
Spotlight

1. Cold pizza

It was a cold and rainy hari in November. Some people called this rain even snow, but not thus Helena. It was not the type Person all that varnished.
While she rushed oleh the crowded U platform, it rummaged about him of her pocket for her mobile phone. She tried to type in the scrum the number of her mother, however, without success.
Helena rolled irritated with her eyes. Their mother had berkata her at noon she must fetch her small sister Allison. And here only so she stood.
On the left from her a hard occupied looking man called up his mobile phone and before her there stood...
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posted by jasperwhlover
Links;Urls:
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Chapter 3

Now, Serenity on a happier note was learning how to defend herself and about Exorcism she wanted to help Father Bartholomew, even though she was forced oleh the church to conform to the earthly practices like everyone else and to hide her wings, Father Bartholomew encouraged her heavenly attributes, he made wings, of feathers, waxed together, they were perfect, and everyday, he would teach her to fly as she forgot how because of the number of years that she spent conforming to the earth. Father Bartholomew raised Serenity like a daughter, a few years later, when she...
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posted by iluvtheshow
hey Mom,
It's been a while
Since anda sat selanjutnya to me,
Since I saw anda smile
I miss anda Mom
I wish anda were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see anda Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my jantung in two
I'll always remember Mom,
anda taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling anda Mom
Losing anda killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what anda were Mom,
Strong.
In everything anda said
In everything anda did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid


I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever lost a parent.
Chapter Three

At the kitchen, wondering when Michael will be coming down and have breakfast with his wife and children, Jamie was at the stove, making some lebih pancake and was so into her thinking of Michael that she hadn’t heard a little voice calling out to her “Mama, Mama.” Jamie was still thinking about him for a few lebih detik until she felt a little hand tugging at the end of her shirt. Turning around and looking down to see who was tugging the end of her t-shirt, she saw her oldest child, Mac standing selanjutnya to her and staring at her mother with her brown eyes, giving her that...
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His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep

She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight

She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”

She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the bukit, hill
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still

The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy

But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
posted by Fangirl99
title:real you

no matter wat
i say.no one believes
me anyway. so why do
i try.shes gonna deny.

there might be a day,
when things turn out to
change.they might actully see,
the real you.it aint likely.
but we should give it a shot.
telling them,is all i got.
one hari they will see,the real you.


here i go again.Another
day of stress.i alomst wanna die.
dont make me make anda cry.
better back off,better step back.
cause any time, i might attack.

no matter wat
i say.no one believes
me anyway. so why do
i try.shes gonna deny.


there might be a day,
when things turn out to
change.they might actully see,
the real you.it...
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