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A Brief EncounterShe was one of those people you randomly meet And say, they’re going to change my life Somehow you already think they did But deep within your heart of hearts You know you’re going to forget them You always forget them Then you find a scrap of memory like the one I’m fleshing out now And say…I remember that. I remember her. She changed my life. Because I wanted her to.A Brief Encounter
by ~Tinuvielsong
We Are All Made Of SoulDid you ever wonder why you feel such physical pain when you read those things you read, as if you are watching your own friend disappear into the darkness, the voice in my head said to me, the voice you can hear as clearly as your own thoughts, that speaks in the voice of your thoughts, coming from somewhere perhaps deep within your soul, perhaps farther from you than anything in this plane, perhaps both. Did you ever wonder why you have such a special connection with literature, why the pen in your hand is a feeling that can never be reproduced, why you might wonder if the souls that are written on paper are true toWe Are All Made Of Soul
by ~Tinuvielsong
The Story Of Falling In LoveIn this moment There are no words capable of describing this feeling that I have inside In this moment A delicate aroma fills the air, the scent of autumn, the scent of being in love In this moment The colors of the fallen leaves are almost as beautiful as your eyes In this moment The crisp breeze reminds me what it feels like to be held by you In this momentThe Story Of Falling In Love
by ~Tinuvielsong
Beaten, Bruised, BrokenCity streets, late at night Falling victim to your unnameable crimes Accidental disrespect Rhythmically pushed further down All day, all night Until you tear us up again And we are Trashed, destroyed, unbeautified, All for want of a state of mind Just a thought Look down next time you walk.Beaten, Bruised, Broken
by ~Tinuvielsong
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I don't know what to call itA song comes on. It’s ours; mine; no one’s. It reminds me of something, something that makes me long for someone; someone in particular, no one in particular, anyone, no one. I miss a feeling, a feeling given by people, a person, one at a time and never all the way. I want them all back, and none of them back. I want him back, but know I can’t have him. Sometimes he doesn’t feel right for what I want, not as this. I want a feeling, a touch, a person. I want a role to be filled, but filled right – not just some stand-in like last time, like all the times before.I don't know what to call it
Another song comes on. It’s no differen
by ~kore-karasu
Letter to A Victim Letter to A VictimLetter to A Victim
Hey, I'm writing to you all, to everyone who feels alienated, who is bullied, raped, hit, beaten up, taken advantage of, and is too scared to speak up. It's not so scary here, with me, with us, all those who are like you, or fighting to save you. We are your friends, family and a part of you, even if you don't know us or all of our names.
I know it's hard to think about it, or speak about it but you never have to because i see in your eyes the pain you've been put through, but, you're not as alone as you think. I'm like you, and people you know are too. Sometimes its so scary to speak
by ~fire-angel190
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