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Tears echo weeping endless sorrow
Screaming pain cries of whispers
sadness through the hollows wail
Tortured songs burn a bellow
Anger souls..
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A Story by JodiQ
She was a broken flower. Each petal used to the touch until they fell to the ground. Each flower she grew was torn by many. Her beauty captivated, as ..
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I am life. I am given the memories of past, present...but I am not promised the future of tomorrow for death is always around each coming corner.
For..
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All I ask is to be remembered
To not forget the memories
Hold on to what made you think of me
Never letting doubt escape your mind
Embrace the dre..
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If I could grab a star from the sky
I would send it to heaven high
Hope and pray to God for my wish
For you to come true
A wish of faith and abund..
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Oh little girl where have you gone?
So far in the past, now driven from age
Once so little
Once just a girl
Oh how I remember you
I remember you ..
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A Story by JodiQ
" I will never stop living another sunrise, and shine for you sending warmth where ever my Rays reach....I will brightly burn for you until each suns..
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A Story by JodiQ
what makes us human, is understanding the tears which well deep within our hearts. The silent words aching to be expressed, or the screams of agonizin..
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I like a teaspoon of madness, spoonful of crazy, half cup of insane, and one cup of unique... To sip slowly awakens ludicrous dreams of twilight thou..
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Mirrors don't show our needs of the inside, they show us the scars, and depths of past in our eyes. Mirrors mirage our beauty , Masking truths, and l..
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