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posted by HaleyDewit
Let's start from where it all began
I was just a 13 mwaka old teenage kid
I looked into those blue eyes
And I didn't realize

I soon got a little crush on you
But hardly strong enough to pull through
But recently wewe popped back into my head
And now I understand what I didn't know then

I put myself in the spotlight
Hoping wewe can see me
I scream at the juu of my lungs
Hoping wewe can hear me
But wewe never do
wewe never do

So, here's what I wish from Santa this year
To get me to wewe so wewe can dry my tears
I've waited so long
And I can't carry on
Without you
So, this mwaka my orodha will be short
It only contains a five lettered word
I hope I'll find wewe underneath my krisimasi tree
'Cause I can't seem to be
Without you


Now I'm trying to get a life
But I think of wewe each time I close my eyes
The piercing pain 'cause you're not with me
Stops me from breathing

And I wonder if wewe knew about me
Would wewe open your moyo and let me in
Would I be able to steal a smile
Would I stand a chance to make wewe mine

I put myself in the spotlight
Hoping wewe can see me
I scream at the juu of my lungs
Hoping wewe can hear me
But wewe never do
wewe never do

So, here's what I wish from Santa this year
To get me to wewe so wewe can dry my tears
I've waited so long
And I can't carry on
Without you
So, this mwaka my orodha will be short
It only contains a five lettered word
I hope I'll find wewe underneath my krisimasi tree
'Cause I can't seem to be
Without you


I can't seem to see the light
When you're not here to be my sun
I can't seem to hear the music
When you're not here to turn the radio on
And I can't seem to feel the warmth
When you're not here to be my sheeth
I can't seem to take a step
When you're not here to songesha me

So, here's what I wish from Santa this year
To get me to wewe so wewe can dry my tears
I've waited so long
And I can't carry on
Without you
So, this mwaka my orodha will be short
It only contains a five lettered word
I hope I'll find wewe underneath my krisimasi tree
'Cause I can't seem to be
Without you

So, here's what I wish from Santa this year
To get me to wewe so wewe can dry my tears
I've waited so long
And I can't carry on
Without you
So, this mwaka my orodha will be short
It only contains a five lettered word
I hope I'll find wewe underneath my krisimasi tree
'Cause I can't seem to be
Without you
posted by HaleyDewit
wewe can break my fingers
You can cut my hand off
You can stab my eyes out
You can cut my leg off
You can kill me
But in the end you'll see
That no matter what you'll do
I'll always be haunting you

The feeling of guilt won't be gone
You'll always remember what you've done
And I could let wewe live and die in peace
But that's so not me


You can spread gossip 'bout me
You can ruin my world
You can chase my Marafiki away
You can be that bitchy girl
You can make me freak out
But in the end you'll figure out
That no matter what you'll do
I'll always be haunting you

The feeling of guilt won't be gone
You'll always remember...
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posted by kissxmexgoodbye
I don't know if I'm alive au not
I don't fell anything but,
I see blood on the floor, under my body.
I'm suffering, I must be dead,
I've Lost so much blood,...
But I'm still alive

I'm lying on the floor
I just can see the ruins of past days
and my skin dyed in red.
I don't know since when I'm here,
with the sun shining thro' the old windows
and people returning to their typical days

I fell so tired
I just wanna close my eyes
and fall asleep, but someone comes into
and sits down inayofuata to me.
Looks at my suffering face
And makes me feel so alive

kissxmexgoodbye
This is my first story that I've been uandishi for a while now. It has three chapters so far, and I just wanted to share the first chapter with wewe guys. Tell me whhat wewe think and if I should continue on it.



Chapter One:
"One twenty-four in the morning. The house is quiet. My current mood is curiously calm and accepting for whatever is to happen tonight..."


I huddled up in my covers and stared out the window into the black, heartlessly dark night. My teeth were chattering so hard I was sure it would hurt to brush my teeth in the morning. The goose, bata bukini bumps that were rising on my arms and legs...
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posted by edward-lover456
Always a smile on her Angel face.
her laugh is like a million birds imba their song about the summer.
When the rain falls hard and cold, she is at the window waiting for her sun to come back out. Her smile her laugh her love
she is a upinde wa mvua after the first rain of spring. She is the light at the end of the tunnel, she is the first word of a baby she is my smile, my light, my happyness.

~♥~ Ablam Hazal nasıl bana nasıl gözyaşları konum gülümseme yapmak kalbimde delik bırakın. Nasıl her şey istediğiniz okay. Nasıl size kalbimde her zaman ve sonsuza kadar bir nokta var bilmek istiyorum. Birlikte veya ayrı. Sisters ~♥~
posted by edward-lover456
Lies were all I herd, Now tears feel the silence of you. I thought i did the right thing making wewe leave, But now I miss wewe worse, I tried to call wewe but some girl picked up. I will not beg nor will i plied wewe don't deserve me I'll be a free bird dancing in the song of spring, I'll be a dolphin, flipping above the water to see how it feels. I'll try to cover the untraceable remainders of you. And when I can not hide no longer, I will be myself and I will not loss who I am, I tried to get wewe back, but it's over now. Be with her, and hate me. I'm fine as long as wewe know I'm alive, because if I died I'd be haunting you. And I'd be a spirit in the last depth of the early morning wind.
posted by tool82cry
colored liquid spewing into whirlwinds.

foreshadowing events of the past and excentuating them with intricate designs.

Shifting the lights that surround the equator and making them something much zaidi extravagante.

brilliant hues of red and machungwa, chungwa are tossed carelessly into the sky.

shades deepen in the sky and onyesha darkness and frustration. the air becomes misty and somewhat filled with the scents of pain and anger but also innocence and beauty.

an assortment of magical paths mgawanyiko, baidisha the world into sections.

many people onyesha confusion in ther twinkling eyes and also seem frightened of the endless possibilities of something far worse than imagined.

which way shall we go. do we know where the paths lead?

My answer : I choose to not make that decision for that is not my decision to make.
"you have to, stay after school Tuesdays and Thursdays for the inayofuata two weeks helping the janitor clean." she alisema with a smirk shinning on her face, "okay thank you." I alisema as I walked fast out the door, I didn't want her to change her mind as I got to the hall way I looked every were for Nick. but I saw nothing but then I smelled blood. and I looked to my feet to see a long line of blood leading to the boys bathroom. I ran in there to see what happened. Mike was standing there leaned over the sink, laughing at some boy in the third stall I walked over and say that it was my nick he was bleeding,...
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I looked over to her, and smiled and alisema "Thanks I hated this shati anyway!" but I lied again this was my inayopendelewa shirt. But kwa the time I got to the bathroom to clean the shati off, Nick had a hold on my arm wiping the tears that were on my cheeks, off. "Emma. I can't do this to you, I upendo wewe so much but I can't let her do all this to you, I think we have to break up." I felt myself hit the floor, I rolled into a ball, and he came eo me and alisema "Emma, I'm sorry please forgive me, I thought that was what wewe wanted." I looked at his green eyes and alisema "never." and he held me tight and...
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"Hey Emma I had no idea, sorry for even going there i guess, bye the way your really lucky." as I read the words off the screen I felt my moyo go to my stomach. I felt mensurable. I knew that she only wrote that to me to make me feel bad and it's working, but I'm not going to let some girl who is au wewe could say was my friend, hurt our relationship. I ran to my room, the tears dropping like rain drops, I only could stand the pain because I waited-ed for the upinde wa mvua to come out, but it never came, So was this my life now. Hating myself for crushing a Marafiki heart, there was only one thing...
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posted by twilightfan03
I have a problem with my self
I can't trust no any one eles
The only one i trust is me
Can't wewe see
I know wewe think im selfish
But wewe don't know my life,my motto,or my wish


I decide what to do not my parents nor my friends
Can tell me,but this problem is not against thee And after all we are free and please for give me if entered feared with your life and right now whe have do what we can cause we know we don't Live twice.i realy want u to know that im nice and if u hate me like moto and ice then i would say upendo cause hate and please think again if u hate me if do then then that is fate.
bella
posted by taytrain97
wewe pass me by,

I stop and stare

How cute wewe are

How wewe didn't see me there.

I sigh and walk away,

I stop and wonder why?

wewe wouldn't talk to me,

wewe wouldn't even pass a glance

I look at wewe all day

I think about wewe at night

I'm jealous of that girl

Kissing wewe in plain sight.

I become frustrated

About how, wewe see

I never meant to hurt you

Yet my moyo is hurt

And wewe don't care,

I run and cry

I stop and think

And I fall in love

With wewe back again.

My moyo is healed

Til she comes back

And my moyo is broken

In one solid glance.

I can’t imagine

Why wewe don't

Talk to me

Walk with me

Be my friend

au possibly more

I cry and I run

I stop and stare

At the one person

Who my friend used to be...

No, not my friend.

You.
As I was eating nick kept looking at me with a smile "what do I have something on my face?" I asked "No your just so pretty, your like an Angel au something, did I say that out loud?" he asked "yeah wewe did, but that's okay because..." he was turning so red I had to tell him how I felt "because I feel the same way, I wish wewe could be mine but I know, there are so many other girls at this school wewe like to right?" "no way wewe are the only one that made me look twice at you, is it okay if I um kiss you?" "sure if wewe want to...." I alisema really scared "really?" he asked I kinda answered kwa leaning...
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posted by edward-lover456
There he was staring at me... again, but each time I'd look up he'd look away as if I wouldn't notice. I mean he's been looking at me for like a week. Today I'll have to ask him what his problem is, well he is new here, maybe I should just try and talk to him. "Hey Nick, whats up?" it sounded nice en-of to me. "nothing, why?" he said. "I was just wondering if I could onyesha wewe around." "thanks but I've got it now anything else?" he added with a short but sweet smile I could tell he liked me. "yeah a bunch of us are going to Al's for ice cream wewe wanna go?" "sure thanks I'll see wewe there"....
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My Marafiki got a text message and it had this in it please tell me what wewe think.
__________________________________________________
mwezi 1: hi mommy, I'm in your stomach. It's very comfortable in here. I'm not ready to leave yet.
mwezi 2: Mommy, I'm still very small but I can't wait to meet you!
mwezi 3: I'm starting to grow! before wewe know it I'll be big and strong!
mwezi 4: mommy, I'm a girl aren't wewe proud? I can't wait to be your little princess :)
mwezi 5: guess what mommy? I have hair and I really like it!
mwezi 6: Mommy, why are we at the doctor what is that mean man saying? What is an abortion? what is that needle for? OWW!! mommy, stop him! It burns! I can't get away from it!
mommy, I am an angel. I met this nice man named Jesus he told me what an abortion was. Why didn't wewe want me? I thought wewe loved me.... well I upendo you. Jesus told me that he will upendo me and raise me to be big and strong....
posted by sapherequeen
 A detail..
A detail..
I’m aching here
I’m bleeding there

Pain strikes within
My every more

And there’s
Nothing
I Can
Do
To Make It
Stop

The tears roll down my face
And freeze there quickly
And stay until the time comes
Where they are no longer frozen
And begin to stream down again

My hurt was bottled up
But someone broke the bottle
And now it’s
Everywhere
And there’s nothing
I Can
Do
To Heal Myself

I’m stuck in a world
A world too unbearable
To live
To breathe
To smile

A world where everyone
Is like a manikin

They’re perfectly still
They smile all the time
They sit there all the time
They just look at wewe endlessly
And of course
They...
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posted by funnyshawna
It’s sweet, the way wewe think.
The way wewe dream, the way wewe look into my eyes, asking me
To be everything you’re dreaming up.
wewe want me to be who I don’t trust myself to be.
I don’t trust myself
With you.
Love,
it’s zaidi than I can give;
zaidi than I can take.
You,
you’re everything I wish I was
And that’s what wewe don’t see.
I don’t want to crush
Your ideas.
Don’t want to wingu your perfect vision
Of what upendo is.
I don’t want to make a mess of you,
The way I have with myself.
wewe want me to make wewe
Mine…
But it’s not that easy



I just discovered this spot. Here's my first shot - a little poem I wrote a few days ago. If wewe like this I have zaidi in store.

...why do I rhyme when I don't mean to? Haha.

Inspired kwa Erin McCarley's "It's Not That Easy"
posted by Free_Spirit
Me: okay this is a short story i came up with. I know its a little bit drepressing but i was in a really bad mood. PLEASE TELL ME WHAT wewe THINK. Sorry i put that in nyara cause people will notice it better. Okay enjoy. oh AND PLEASE RATE. Ps sorry if the name is a little bit weird. Have any sugesstions i would upendo to hear

I start as the rain begins to fall. Great i thought darkly. I didn't like the rain, i always thought it emphasised how bad this world really is. I waited impatiently for class to end. The class was playing soccer and the other kids seemed to upendo the rain while playing. I...
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posted by edward-lover456
My moyo keeps breaking
each time I'm taking
a bigger slice out of my heart
it feels like I'm the dart
they trow at the board
hit a score then there threw
and all i can do is sit back
relax and try to see what I lack
I ask myself what the problem was
and all he does
is sit there and laugh
until the day
I get up and scream at him
and they all get scared and run
I've had my fun
I go back to the corner and contemplated what I have done and make fun!
now when I cry there tears of joy!
and if that boy
ever thinks his coming back
I no were the shotguns at!
posted by Myf_1992
Ok, so I wrote this when I was 15 as English Lit coursework. Its a horror prose, inspired kwa Edgar Allan Poe's The Tell-Tale Heart. I have tweaked it since then, but its basically the same, so tell me what wewe think =]

My Shadow

    Hate, like liquid moto surging through your veins, a blazing fist squeezing your moyo and lungs. wewe may say wewe hate school, au that wewe hate that bitch, but wewe have no idea. wewe have no idea. Hate is so intense, so blinding, it demands action and attention! wewe have no idea. It burns so deeply into the soul, wewe will be scarred for life. It...
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posted by HuddyBrave
One night I couldnt sleep and i heard the sound of rain on my roof so i wrote this....I didnt really have a story that was written before that i just wrote it. Tell me what wewe think .... :)
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Then suddnely the rain started to fall. I watched it fall gracefully as if the world was ok as if there was no poverty as if there was no death as if there was no sadness.Everyone around me started to rush in doors afraind to get wet. I just stood there and let all of my worries be washed off of me, I didnt really mind the wet. I liked the way the rain fell on me as if it was saying...
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