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love-me-a-good-prompt · 10 months
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WORD CHALLENGE #17
I challenge you to use one, some, or all of these words in your next piece of writing:
chair
yellow
disappear
gamble
dodge
copacetic
mustache
quit
art
photographer
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words-i-think · 9 days
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I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
It’s not a statement-
it’s a prayer.
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cami-dee · 2 months
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Random Poem #1 The thing that scares the most. Is for me not a transparent ghost. Obesophobia is the word. The reason why I mentally hurt. It drains not only my fat away. My energie never seems to stay. Now that the exposure has begun. I wish for it to quickly be done. Sitting in this restaurant is my hell. Something I will not admit or ever tell.
Cami Dee
Today's random word for a poem is: restaurant.
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zgsvmzgs · 5 months
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Talk to me about anything under the sun except for Who I am. What I like. Why I do what I do. For to say it aloud would give my existence a form, a definition. Seeable. Touchable. I wish to be anything but that.
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rendezvousheart · 6 months
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It is dark outside and my thoughts are slowly disintegrating like the particles in the air with no destination. As I lay down in bed , the thought of waking up the next day for work doesn’t seem to excite me anymore. Instead my heart desires to be invisible and to walk amongst nature with a book in hand . With more people fighting over power and status in this world the only thing I wish to fight for is peace and harmony.
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koko056 · 13 days
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We recently moved to this new neighborhood, even further from the heart of the city, with luscious woods in its backyard.
It's an amusing place, though not so old, the cottages seemed quite ancient.
It was a beautiful place, quite and full of serenity.
There weren't many residents, leaving many cottages empty. All the unoccupied yards lay deserted, overgrown with different weeds and taraxacums. People may say that they look creepy, but I found them so strangely alluring.
It was a pleasant place. I found the peace I so longed for here.
People say that I'm more like an old lady than a 17 year old . They say that I act 'too mature'. But this is just how I am.
Leisurely strolls in those backyard woods with the cool wind blowing are my little adventures. Just being alone with my thoughts gives me joy.
found this little "story" in my notes today
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ankewehner · 1 month
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I found a word! It is pretty! Also Italian!
"ferroviario" (adjective) [relating to] train/railway
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wowzers I'm getting the worst grade in rotomblr
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beachdog211 · 9 months
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the real reason oscar married andy is bc andy has weezer blue eyes.
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devine-acension-831 · 2 months
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I heard that phrase "We are all defined by something we can't change" are we? Are we prisoners of the parts of us we failed to tame? The flaws we failed to conquer, the false doubts that we couldn't get rid of, the illogical fears that accompanied us for all our lives? The darkest spots of our souls we faced 100 of times yet they remained, the regrets that tied us back from brave steps, the mistakes that echoed in the back of our minds and for many times held us from new beginnings, the unsaid words that clinged from time to time as an opening for a bunch of what if's, the stories we hardly tell because they still squeeze our hearts, are we defined by that? Maybe parts of us yes are shaped with that but there are other pieces of us that were rebuilt, healed and we managed to grow inspite of all that and that's what truly describe us.
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get assigned a random weird word that you are the patron saint of
i'm now the patron saint of gonfalioniers!
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WORD CHALLENGE #16
I challenge you to use one, some, or all of these words in your next piece of writing:
papers
king
rich
reporter
strike
world
refuge
bottom
jittery
spinning
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words-i-think · 7 months
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Don’t look at me,
Unless you are going to love me.
Don’t say my name so sweetly,
Unless you are going to hold me.
Don’t feed me poison,
Unless you are going to kill me.
Please leave me to return to dust.
I fear to be in your gaze.
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cami-dee · 2 months
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Random Poem #2 The little bee has one flower as a friend. Hoping that thee could make his loneliness end. Through fertilization the bee gives his all. Helping the flower grow beautiful and tall. The bee is always there and goes out of his way. Whenever the flower has a bad day. A little bit of love is all he wants to earn. But instead the bee gets nothing in return. Still the bee stays quiet as long as he can. All to avoid feeling lonely again.
Cami Dee
Today's random word for a poem is: bee.
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blue-eyed-author · 10 months
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A random something I wrote a while ago, but I have nothing to use it in, so I’m putting it here:
I keep the birthday card she made me beside my bed, because when I look at it, I’m reminded that, at least, at one point in her life, I meant something to her.
(I don’t know. What do you think of it?)
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rendezvousheart · 9 months
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You and I were never meant to be . Somehow along the dark and eerie roads of this world we found our way to each other and since then it has been you and me ; me and you . You call us the glitch and I call us imperfectly perfect . You drank my vices like a mazer of poison while I kept your dark side safe with me . Like Gomez and Morticia we may be a little different but we are for each other.
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