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Death

If we are all prisoners then Death is an eternal reprieve from a temporary sentence.

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If we are all prisoners then Death is an eternal reprieve from a temporary sentence.




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Talk to your dignity.
Written by LadyRB

My dignity

Where did you go?

Why did you leave me one day,

To fend for myself on my own?

Where do you lurk?

Not behind that mirror there.

Not in the blade that lies around here.

One day you simply disappeared.

And when you backed into the shadows

Did you take away my spine as well?

Because I no longer seem able to sit upright

And look people in the eye.

I feel your absence

As strongly as the loss of a limb

And I'm willing to beg

For you to please, please come back

Because I don't have any self respect

To hold me back

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Talk to your dignity.
Written by LadyRB
My dignity
Where did you go?
Why did you leave me one day,
To fend for myself on my own?

Where do you lurk?
Not behind that mirror there.
Not in the blade that lies around here.

One day you simply disappeared.
And when you backed into the shadows
Did you take away my spine as well?
Because I no longer seem able to sit upright
And look people in the eye.

I feel your absence
As strongly as the loss of a limb
And I'm willing to beg
For you to please, please come back
Because I don't have any self respect
To hold me back



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Rainy Days

There's a torrent pounding on my window, cascades of water washing away the sins of yesterday.

Already forgotten.

A clean slate, a blank canvas begging to be splattered with paint.

I wonder if that's why everyone is always so melancholy when they wake up to the sound of pounding rain?

There's a frustration to freedom, a headache that comes with the lack of restraint.

A rainy day means that you can do anything, which is why we all do nothing.

We don't get many choices anymore do we?

And when we do it's too much.

Information overload.

So we shut down and we waste opportunity because we are afraid to reach for it and miss.

And we let it stay that way:

Just another rainy day.

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Rainy Days
There's a torrent pounding on my window, cascades of water washing away the sins of yesterday.
Already forgotten.
A clean slate, a blank canvas begging to be splattered with paint.
I wonder if that's why everyone is always so melancholy when they wake up to the sound of pounding rain?
There's a frustration to freedom, a headache that comes with the lack of restraint.
A rainy day means that you can do anything, which is why we all do nothing.
We don't get many choices anymore do we?
And when we do it's too much.
Information overload.
So we shut down and we waste opportunity because we are afraid to reach for it and miss.
And we let it stay that way:
Just another rainy day.
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Do not tell me

I go by many names

For I have been called many things

And I accept each title with a warm embrace

As though each scalding insult is as prestigious as that of a Queen's

But call me what you may

Never have I been called a coward

Nor shall I as long as I stand

Allow the words to pass

Unless parted from cold lips long dead

And let no one doubt that I have suffered

That I have had my fair share of pain

They dare to judge me and I wonder

How would they react if I did the same

And no I do not

I will not

Sit quiet as you tell me that I've had it easy

That I don't understand

I'm sure your hardships are many

And I'm sure you've handled them with care

But the moment you say that pain is a burden I've never had to bear

Tread lightly

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Written by LadyRB
Do not tell me
I go by many names
For I have been called many things
And I accept each title with a warm embrace
As though each scalding insult is as prestigious as that of a Queen's
But call me what you may
Never have I been called a coward
Nor shall I as long as I stand
Allow the words to pass
Unless parted from cold lips long dead
And let no one doubt that I have suffered
That I have had my fair share of pain
They dare to judge me and I wonder
How would they react if I did the same
And no I do not
I will not
Sit quiet as you tell me that I've had it easy
That I don't understand
I'm sure your hardships are many
And I'm sure you've handled them with care
But the moment you say that pain is a burden I've never had to bear
Tread lightly
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Tell me six impossible things that you believe in. Share me your list.
Written by LadyRB in portal Fiction

6 impossible things(that I believe in anyways)

One day when I jump I'll fly.

A good song can stop time.

My Hogwarts letter got lost in the mail.

Everyone has the capacity to be good, to save the world, and to save themselves.

Everyone deserves a second chance. Even those who didn't ask for it.

This time when you say sorry you'll mean it.

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Tell me six impossible things that you believe in. Share me your list.
Written by LadyRB in portal Fiction
6 impossible things(that I believe in anyways)
One day when I jump I'll fly.

A good song can stop time.

My Hogwarts letter got lost in the mail.

Everyone has the capacity to be good, to save the world, and to save themselves.

Everyone deserves a second chance. Even those who didn't ask for it.

This time when you say sorry you'll mean it.
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A secret is only safe if the other person is dead.
Written by LadyRB in portal Horror & Thriller

Military honors

He smiled as the cameras flashed, despite the reporter's phlegm flying dangerously close to his face. He was a star wasn't he? The best sharpshooter, now the best commanding officer. They heaped awards onto him like roses after the final pirouette. He smiled painstakingly through it all, but he remembered little of his war efforts. Only one face was embedded into his brain. Bryan. The only worthwhile thing about the war. When they had kissed for the first time...God he'd have to be dead to forget that. He stood there and smiled modestly as praise was heaped onto him, but all he could think about was the way he tasted-like the end of a long day. He jerked to attention as the reporter asked if there was anyone he'd miss, any losses he'd never recover from. No longer smiling, he spoke briskly and piercingly. Bryan Walting, he was a good friend.

He regained his composure and inserted a bigger smile, "Let's continue shall we?"

And he could barely keep the hatred from spilling out of his veins, that the same people who were fawning over his every move would turn away with disgust if they knew the truth.

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A secret is only safe if the other person is dead.
Written by LadyRB in portal Horror & Thriller
Military honors
He smiled as the cameras flashed, despite the reporter's phlegm flying dangerously close to his face. He was a star wasn't he? The best sharpshooter, now the best commanding officer. They heaped awards onto him like roses after the final pirouette. He smiled painstakingly through it all, but he remembered little of his war efforts. Only one face was embedded into his brain. Bryan. The only worthwhile thing about the war. When they had kissed for the first time...God he'd have to be dead to forget that. He stood there and smiled modestly as praise was heaped onto him, but all he could think about was the way he tasted-like the end of a long day. He jerked to attention as the reporter asked if there was anyone he'd miss, any losses he'd never recover from. No longer smiling, he spoke briskly and piercingly. Bryan Walting, he was a good friend.
He regained his composure and inserted a bigger smile, "Let's continue shall we?"
And he could barely keep the hatred from spilling out of his veins, that the same people who were fawning over his every move would turn away with disgust if they knew the truth.
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Deadly sins

He put down a fiver for his drink and glanced around for his dumbass of a waiter. A slow rhythmic tap against the chair across from him, matching the pace of the clock in front. 1,2,1,2,1,2. He snapped his fingers in the man's face and pointed to his payment. A twitch of an eye, a spastic glitch, nothing, nothing.

He started walking, slowly groaning up every stair, his feet pounding to the beat of the rain.

A loud belch sounded, a fart that stank of shit and methyl. A few pedestrians stared, but he gave them the finger and walked on.

The day had turned to dusk, the sky had gotten dark, but to his right he could make out the woman from the bar he had bought a drink-sucking on another man's face. Fuckin whore he yelled, with a bite to his tongue.

And he waddled on, his flesh raw and angry from the tightness of his trousers, which only got tighter as he passed the prostitutes that hid in the dark of night.

He paid for the slut who looked the most like the bitch from the bar, and he beat her up real good while he got his way with her. When he was finished he wiped away the sticky ooze from the slit on her neck on her faded dress.

He grabbed her cash and strolled away, smiling at his neighbors as he unlocked his door and went home to his wife, giving her a kiss on the cheek and asking how was her day.

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Written by LadyRB
Deadly sins
He put down a fiver for his drink and glanced around for his dumbass of a waiter. A slow rhythmic tap against the chair across from him, matching the pace of the clock in front. 1,2,1,2,1,2. He snapped his fingers in the man's face and pointed to his payment. A twitch of an eye, a spastic glitch, nothing, nothing.

He started walking, slowly groaning up every stair, his feet pounding to the beat of the rain.

A loud belch sounded, a fart that stank of shit and methyl. A few pedestrians stared, but he gave them the finger and walked on.

The day had turned to dusk, the sky had gotten dark, but to his right he could make out the woman from the bar he had bought a drink-sucking on another man's face. Fuckin whore he yelled, with a bite to his tongue.

And he waddled on, his flesh raw and angry from the tightness of his trousers, which only got tighter as he passed the prostitutes that hid in the dark of night.

He paid for the slut who looked the most like the bitch from the bar, and he beat her up real good while he got his way with her. When he was finished he wiped away the sticky ooze from the slit on her neck on her faded dress.

He grabbed her cash and strolled away, smiling at his neighbors as he unlocked his door and went home to his wife, giving her a kiss on the cheek and asking how was her day.
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Writer's block.
Written by LadyRB

Writer's Block

Blank screen

Burning your retinas

There's something you want to say

But there's

A

Madness in your mind

And

Words you

Cannot seem to find

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Writer's block.
Written by LadyRB
Writer's Block
Blank screen
Burning your retinas
There's something you want to say
But there's
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Madness in your mind
And
Words you
Cannot seem to find
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Write anything that has the phrase "You deserve better" somewhere in it.
Written by LadyRB in portal Fiction

Divorce

Divorce.

I didn't quite understand it yet. The word was tossed around at school, unhappy parents divorced. That's just how it is.

And I went home and wondered if anyone else knew how turbulent silence was.

There was an uneasy balance. We all read our scripts but none of us really believed our characters.

Funny because everyone else seemed to.

But at the end of the day I went to bed and heard the usual sound of bullets being shot.

Words were hurled carelessly, and I'd cover my eyes and my brother's ears.

My mom would retire to her room, my dad to his.

And I crawled into my mom's bed and asked her if they were getting a divorce.

She said, "Don't worry we won't."

No, she misunderstood.

And I wish I would've told her the truth.

Youdeserve better.

I deserve better.

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Write anything that has the phrase "You deserve better" somewhere in it.
Written by LadyRB in portal Fiction
Divorce
Divorce.

I didn't quite understand it yet. The word was tossed around at school, unhappy parents divorced. That's just how it is.

And I went home and wondered if anyone else knew how turbulent silence was.

There was an uneasy balance. We all read our scripts but none of us really believed our characters.

Funny because everyone else seemed to.

But at the end of the day I went to bed and heard the usual sound of bullets being shot.

Words were hurled carelessly, and I'd cover my eyes and my brother's ears.

My mom would retire to her room, my dad to his.

And I crawled into my mom's bed and asked her if they were getting a divorce.
She said, "Don't worry we won't."

No, she misunderstood.
And I wish I would've told her the truth.
Youdeserve better.
I deserve better.
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You see an online job offer for a hired killer. Write a resume ensuring you get the job.
Written by LadyRB in portal Horror & Thriller

Will you hire me now?

You rejected my application because I said I don't do kids.

I'm in your son's bedroom...when you get here I'll hand you my new resume.

I'll apologize in advance-it's a little bloodstained.

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You see an online job offer for a hired killer. Write a resume ensuring you get the job.
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Will you hire me now?
You rejected my application because I said I don't do kids.


I'm in your son's bedroom...when you get here I'll hand you my new resume.

I'll apologize in advance-it's a little bloodstained.



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