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posted by hgfan5602
Ever wish wewe got a shoulder to lean on?
Ever wish wewe weren't always cryin' in the rain?
Ever wish wewe weren't always so lonely, girl?
Ever wish wewe could fly?

In the darkness,
I've always leaned on my shoulder
Who always saw who I really was
Never mistook me for someone else

I'm just a small shadow
Cowering in the rain
But once I got my shoulder
Boy, I feel so strong

The shoulder who always saw through me
The person who always knew what I felt
The person who always stayed kwa my side
My faithful friend through rain and hail

Did wewe ever know wewe were my shoulder?
Did wewe ever know I would never be
Something...
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posted by LorMel
My name is zumaridi, zamaradi Dawn. I'm a 14 mwaka old pre-teen girl...in case wewe couldn't tell kwa my name. I'm going to tell wewe a true story. The story on how I was the lone serviver in the attack of The Slender Man.
Everything I'm about to tell you, is real...be warned...

It was a cool evening in December, so cool that it was snowing.
I had my two best Marafiki with me, a 12 mwaka old named Anna, about to be 13 in a week, and her sister, Melody, turning 10 in 2 months.
Anna & Melody were playing tag in the backyard, I was making snow angles, when Anna got the idea to play hide-and-seek untill the...
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posted by sadiebugz00
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TORN
Derek’s Perspective


I look down at the little rascal, soundly sleeping on the floor. I look around my extremely messy room with dirty clothes all over the floor. Carter happens to be sleeping on a few shirts of mine. My eggshell colored walls, which used to be white, are clearly covered in grime. There is a strong stench of wet dog, pizza, and some kind of rotting chakula from underneath my bed. What a decision… I think to myself. I can’t believe that Jesse is making me get rid of him… I bend down to get Bailey, Carter’s old stuffed rabbit, so I can keep SOMETHING of his to remind...
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posted by cuteypuffgirl
This a short poem I came up with. I'm not a descriptive person. I prefer just simple words in poems. This deals with the term, "Looking behind the smile." This is inspired kwa a friend and mine's life experiences. Enjoy :)

Gone: a poem

She sat alone
in the corner of the room.
She didn't speak
she would merely loom.
Like she was a shadow
an invisible ghost.
No one gave
a damn at the most.

She would sit there
and simply stare
looking at those
who ignored her.
No one looked
at her twice
no one bothered
when she was nice.

She was a nobody,
forgotten kwa all.
Her ever-blank stares
directed at the bare, empty wall....
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Seven
Book Three- Zoe

PUT ME WITH LIONS AND I WILL SURVIVE. PUT ME WITH MY SISTER AND THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY. -Emma

      I stayed nyumbani all siku today. I observed Shane as he inspected the forest. It was like he created work from himself so that he could stay here longer. I could just stroll out here and demand why he was still here but Emma came au appeared. I was up in the basement and she stood right alongside of me. I had gotten use to her just materializing whenever she pleased. "Hey Emma," I greeted without removing my gaze from Shane, "What brings wewe by?"
      "I need you,...
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posted by CapShunsuifan13
Inspired and written to the tune of "Watching Airplanes" kwa Gary Allan.
Let me know if wewe guys think I should turn this into a story.
W:Mild language

Caramel colored sky and pinks clouds, airplanes flying alongside them, growing small as they went into the distance.He watched the planes fade in the billowing smoke he exhaled from his nostrils. His hands started to shake as he  brought the cigarette to his mouth to take another drag. He couldn't put the damn thing thing between his lips though and flicked the cigarette away with a sigh. He let his hand fall to lay over the other one on his stomach,...
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posted by amoremusic
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all wewe want from me
is honesty.

as i write out the facts
wewe act like wewe don't really
care where my moyo truly is.

Let me tell wewe where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my moyo
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.

as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poetry
that i write, i see wewe looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.

wewe look at me and wewe
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to wewe the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.

as i hold the key to this
honest poetry that i compose
wewe seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
posted by IlovePatch97
hey, so its been a really long time since I've ilitumwa anything on here so i needed something to get me started again. I've been kusoma Pourquoi tales, so stories explaining how something came to be. I wanted to write my own so mines about the Rose. I hope wewe like it. If wewe do please maoni :)
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"Arissa why do wewe look sad? Are wewe displeased with our new now?" Asked Christophe as he watched his wife approach there maua, ua garden.
"Our nyumbani is lovely, there is so much space to roam and the garden is beautiful" she replied.
"Then why so sad?" Christophe asked...
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Sittin here remicsin about all the good times we had watever happened between us we were like sisters we had each others back wewe were there for me and i was there for wewe i miss all the good times we had can we go back to that now

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dont wewe remember all those timez all those things we did together i miss those times so bad watever happened can wewe tell me yeah so i can fix it and get rid of these weights on my shoulders yeah i miss wewe i miss talking to wewe i miss hanging with wewe can we ever go back ot those times

i have to thank wewe for so many things for everything wewe did for me yeah...
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