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The sun told me to ‘look out and all around!’ ‘Make it mean something’ I was told by the moon The face in the sky shouted to me ‘Let it be what you need, not what you think you want.’ So I sat,…
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The Sun, The Moon …
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Abram
The last of your things lie dormant, not unlike my feelings, on the shelve in the now sparsely filled wardrobe that we chose together, My fingertips twirl through your silk nightdress that feels empty, weightless like a turtle dove’s feather.…
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Vacancy
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Abram
I’ve got the blues In bright light Covered in colour Drowned in darkness My heart skips In the distance That heavy hand Hits that last key My answer Is to forget where you are Lie…
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Rose
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Abram
‘Nothing’s lost forever. In this world, there’s a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we’ve left behind, and dreaming ahead.’ Bright white lights, the kind that usually come with images of angles and…
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untitled (so far)
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Donna
I felt my body uncontrollably sway as i stood on the rickety wooden bridge, the champagne spilling out of the glass I was holding in my manicured left hand. The beautiful ring my father had generously purchased for me on my 16th birthday fiercely digging…
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Trapped
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Louisa
Her eyes appeared a shockingly distant, beautifully bright, meaningfully perfect blue. Her thick, inky black lashes shadowed effectively over them as if to protect such innocent beings. She stared bravely ahead, a fierce yet anxious frown creasing…
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Beauty
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Louisa
Humanity an illusion Compassion a myth Feeling of guilt inexistent Murder no problem Being a murderer for a ‘higher goal’ Hoping it is a lie But who believes in a lie is a murderer himself Murderer…
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No title
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Sarah
My dearest. The time has come for me to write you a letter. I feel that you deserve to know. It is time now. You need to know what you can and cannot get away with anymore. The boundaries must be set. You’ve had free reign for far too…
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Closure
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tayler
It’s some time since I sat back, Looked at the world, Departed from this reality in a grand subconsciously built space rocket. I want to build a sandcastle in the snow and a snowman in the sand. I want to write a letter…
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Untitled
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Abram
Oh my is that what you said? Is that what you mean? Is that where I am, Is that how you feel? I knew it was too Good to be true You couldn’t love me Because I loved you
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Oh My
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Sophiee
Look at you falling Falling from Grace Look at you falling I Can’t look away Realisation dawning on your pretty face You’re finally falling Losing your grace You never got what you…
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Another Teen Delus…
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Sophiee
Today I want someone to hold me right, And hold on tight. I want them to take me places, And ignore the other girl’s faces. It’s just me they see. Tomorrow I want someone to love and leave,<br…
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I Don’t Know…
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Sarah H
The sky is a watercolour wash of grey and the rain hurls itself against my office window with the ferocity of a swarm of bees. I count myself lucky that business this morning has not requested me to venture outside. Instead I reach for a file of notes…
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Porphyria’s …
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Lyndsay
It was only after I had spent four hours staring at a computer screen, following a two hour session of brochure browsing - that I realised my love affair with First Choice would have to end. It would mean resisting the seductions of “last-minute…
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Package Holiday Ad…
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Jema
Her cries echo in my mind Among the shadows that grip my physical self. The darkness penetrates, reluctantly invades Deep into the sunken emptiness of my world. My dead sunken self. The cries break down the darkness.<br…
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How can i forget?
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Ben.D
You may not know how it feels to be locked inside yourself. the one person you trust holds the key. I’m restricted by fear, Somehow knowing what will happen. I dream. Deception is always dismissed, Ignoring what…
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part 1
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Ben.D
Just over a decade ago I was a naive child, ready to be shaped by anything and everything the world wanted to throw at me. Endless hours of cartoons, sky-scraping towers of Lego bricks and a collection of brightly coloured picture books had taught…
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Girl Power
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Jema
They pace the shallow halls of their self-aggrandising glory, basking in the callow, pointless existence they’ve built. Assert your power little man; read your stock phrases and stories - throw your negativity in our faces full…
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The ‘No̵…
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Nickos23
At 15 years old, you were listening to Radio 4 and drinking tea, For the clever ones among us it is easy to know, easy to see, What you are and what you are not, what you do right and what you do wrong, At 13 years old I wrote…
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15 years.
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GBSMusic
We were travelling over north, we were travelling over places, we left you here for dead, you were tying up your laces, The trees were growing up and so we looked into the air, i’m sorry that you missed it you were tidying…
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Coastlines
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GBSMusic
One in a million, Forever and ever, Until death do us part, As beautiful as a dove in amongst pigeons, Like a star alone at night, To love and be loved, Mine forever he promised, As beautiful as a dream,…
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Never Look Back
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Heather
I’ve had a million dreams. I still have a million dreams. Every time I shut my eyes, or tune myself out of the world for a few minutes a new one appears and I’ll take a few minutes out to ponder, What if? Of course,…
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Dream.
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Jema
I decide I have been in this position for some time: motionless, upright, one arm flung at ninety degrees against the panel of an open door. There are people streaming past. None say thank-you, or even look at me to acknowledge the service I am doing…
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Professor Marchant…
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Gemma3373
The wait is finally over; Mumm-ra’s only tour of 2008 has arrived! Playing in a small renovated church on the penultimate show of their tour. But first…the support bands! First to take to the stage is the Lugers. Well, they…
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Mumm-ra at Colches…
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Stepho
Tread gently as you walk my love To where you now must go Shade yourself from autumn sun Under trees, where crocus grow. Brace yourself for night time’s chill As your guided by the stars Remember there’s…
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Beloved
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Michelle Yellop
It is a few hours before Demetri is due to arrive and Sofia is walking through her father’s vineyard. The signs of neglect are evident everywhere, from the empty fountain to the rusted wheelbarrow and the broken windows. The endless stretching…
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Hide and Seek
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Andy
The camp had burned long into the night. Smoke filled the heavens like a swarm of locusts. Swirling white ash and cinder idly fell from the sky and settled on the ground like snowflakes. On the morning after the attack Eliki and his family…
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Riverwide
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Andy
Trudging endlessly with a methylated-vodka induced hangover, I am sweating cobs. It’s an hour since our group relinquished Bukit Lawang’s chilled pace for this; our jungle-trek, and it’s hard work. We wanna see orangutans and other…
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Jungle Trek - Day …
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Howard
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