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CHEAP SHOT

Downing insecurities

With regret chasers

Raising glasses

Lowering standards

Unhappy hour's cheap shots

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Written by NjSeaSiren in portal Poetry & Free Verse
CHEAP SHOT
Downing insecurities
With regret chasers
Raising glasses
Lowering standards
Unhappy hour's cheap shots
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Coffins

It's funny how they say, 'the smallest coffins are the hardest to bury,' I never thought it was true you know. I mean, not to be rude, but that small coffin never had a life, never made friends or had a name, those were the bigger coffins, holding people who had left a mark upon all those they came across. But I guess, standing here now, with me in all those other people's shoes and the mocking sun glaring down at me.

The smallest coffins were really, truly, the hardest to bury.

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Coffins
It's funny how they say, 'the smallest coffins are the hardest to bury,' I never thought it was true you know. I mean, not to be rude, but that small coffin never had a life, never made friends or had a name, those were the bigger coffins, holding people who had left a mark upon all those they came across. But I guess, standing here now, with me in all those other people's shoes and the mocking sun glaring down at me.

The smallest coffins were really, truly, the hardest to bury.
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someone called her my girlfriend and it made it all real

I'm afraid. I guess that's the only way I can put it. I lay awake at night thinking about the beautiful girl that I'm so lucky to be able to call mine yet, I'm so absolutely afraid. maybe I've come to have a fear of things ending. everything good in my life seems to have found some way to come to a devastating end. my best and strongest friendship. my parents marriage. whatever the fuck relationship I had with the girl who will never cease to occupy a place in my mind only reserved for people that come and refuse to leave. but yet, I guess none of those things were ever good, were they? maybe because the last girl that told me she loved me tore me apart limb from limb and made me believe that all I was worth was abuse. maybe because I've been known to destroy things before they have a chance to destroy me. but there's this beautiful girl that's calling me "her girl" and I'm telling my friends I have a girlfriend and all of it is so exhilarating yet so absolutely terrifying. I've dreamed about the day that this becomes real yet now a part of me is wishing she would stay in Thailand for just a little bit longer until I can figure out what the fuck I want because I want her I do but what if she doesn't want me the way I want her and what if she isn't okay because there's some things I don't want and what if she tears me apart again. I can't do that again. what if history repeats itself. I barely survived it the first time, I don't know if I can survive it again. or if I'll want to survive it again. I want to be her everything yet being someone's everything is so hard and I'm afraid I won't be enough because I've never been enough for anyone and last time I tried well we see how that turned out with her threatening to kill herself to make me stay and maybe this is why relationships terrify me yet I crave to have something that defines the love another has for me because someone's love for me has never been real so maybe a title will finally make it real. maybe.

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someone called her my girlfriend and it made it all real
I'm afraid. I guess that's the only way I can put it. I lay awake at night thinking about the beautiful girl that I'm so lucky to be able to call mine yet, I'm so absolutely afraid. maybe I've come to have a fear of things ending. everything good in my life seems to have found some way to come to a devastating end. my best and strongest friendship. my parents marriage. whatever the fuck relationship I had with the girl who will never cease to occupy a place in my mind only reserved for people that come and refuse to leave. but yet, I guess none of those things were ever good, were they? maybe because the last girl that told me she loved me tore me apart limb from limb and made me believe that all I was worth was abuse. maybe because I've been known to destroy things before they have a chance to destroy me. but there's this beautiful girl that's calling me "her girl" and I'm telling my friends I have a girlfriend and all of it is so exhilarating yet so absolutely terrifying. I've dreamed about the day that this becomes real yet now a part of me is wishing she would stay in Thailand for just a little bit longer until I can figure out what the fuck I want because I want her I do but what if she doesn't want me the way I want her and what if she isn't okay because there's some things I don't want and what if she tears me apart again. I can't do that again. what if history repeats itself. I barely survived it the first time, I don't know if I can survive it again. or if I'll want to survive it again. I want to be her everything yet being someone's everything is so hard and I'm afraid I won't be enough because I've never been enough for anyone and last time I tried well we see how that turned out with her threatening to kill herself to make me stay and maybe this is why relationships terrify me yet I crave to have something that defines the love another has for me because someone's love for me has never been real so maybe a title will finally make it real. maybe.
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Gladiator

You are

A flawed hero who

Feels like a villain

And I love that about you

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Gladiator
You are
A flawed hero who
Feels like a villain
And I love that about you
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Drabble me this. 100 words of fiction. Not 99, not 101, not 847. One hundred words precisely.
Written by AshleyHayn in portal Flash Fiction

Well, I tried

Let me make this clear: I most definitely had a crush on Grayson. Yet, when I was driving him home, the two of us alone together in the night, the words stuck to my lips. I just couldn't blurt out, "I like you" so instead silence suffocated us both until he finally opened his lips and uttered...

     "Let's play a game."

     "What kind of game?"

     "Truth or dare."

     "Okay, I pick truth."

     "If you could date anyone besides Zack, who would it be?"

     This was my chance. I bit back my fear, cleared my throat, and said.....

      "I don't know." 

      

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Well, I tried
Let me make this clear: I most definitely had a crush on Grayson. Yet, when I was driving him home, the two of us alone together in the night, the words stuck to my lips. I just couldn't blurt out, "I like you" so instead silence suffocated us both until he finally opened his lips and uttered...
     "Let's play a game."
     "What kind of game?"
     "Truth or dare."
     "Okay, I pick truth."
     "If you could date anyone besides Zack, who would it be?"
     This was my chance. I bit back my fear, cleared my throat, and said.....
      "I don't know." 
      
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Falkreath Dream

Castle walls of stone

Enclose my autumn home.

Gray and silver shine

Laced with cracks and lines.

My steps are loud and quick,

Echoed with a click.

The smile on my face

Is stronger in this place.

The leaves are falling slow,

Like coolly burning snow.

The dew falls in small bursts,

And the falling acorns hurt.

I've never been so free,

As underneath the autumn tree.

No one's around for miles

To feel the pure joy of the smiles,

My feet are bare and damp,

And the sun my own streetlamp.

I'm running faster still,

This courtyard, my laughter fills.

Now I lie down in the leaves,

My breath in tired happy heaves.

I calm my heart and sigh

And I slowly shut my eyes.

I drift off and I snore,

Still with the smile that I wore.

I found my peace alone

Enclosed inside my fallstone home.

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Falkreath Dream
Castle walls of stone
Enclose my autumn home.
Gray and silver shine
Laced with cracks and lines.
My steps are loud and quick,
Echoed with a click.
The smile on my face
Is stronger in this place.

The leaves are falling slow,
Like coolly burning snow.
The dew falls in small bursts,
And the falling acorns hurt.
I've never been so free,
As underneath the autumn tree.

No one's around for miles
To feel the pure joy of the smiles,
My feet are bare and damp,
And the sun my own streetlamp.
I'm running faster still,
This courtyard, my laughter fills.

Now I lie down in the leaves,
My breath in tired happy heaves.
I calm my heart and sigh
And I slowly shut my eyes.
I drift off and I snore,
Still with the smile that I wore.
I found my peace alone
Enclosed inside my fallstone home.
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Free

They were here. But I wasn't ready. Not now. Not ever. The knock on the door sent us all speechless. Suddenly, everything happened in a blur. I saw the officer's dog enclose his mouth on my brother's leg. I saw the bitter sight of the officer's club hitting my father on the back, sending him sinking onto the ground on his knees. But I was just standing there, immobilized. And then I remembered…Stephanie was still upstairs in the bathroom, preparing for her first party. I closed my eyes and ran as fast as I could, a flurry of tears racing up the stairs. From downstairs, I could still hear the desperate cry of my family. Why had I been so stupid? Couldn't I just go and get married to the mate that they assigned for me? I just had to become a rebel and put my family in danger. "Courtney!" She cried out when she saw me. "You scared me, what's wrong?" I grabbed her hand and screamed "Run Stephanie! Run". She didn't realize the danger we were in until a few seconds later. But it was too late. The guard was there, grinning his sickly and smug smile. I ran, realizing that she still hadn't moved. I saw her body fall to the ground, her silver earring flailing around; her delicate dress like a fruity pink blossom that was slowly dying out. I pushed on further, running through the streets of Boston, calling out the name of my dear sister: Stephanie.

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They were here. But I wasn't ready. Not now. Not ever. The knock on the door sent us all speechless. Suddenly, everything happened in a blur. I saw the officer's dog enclose his mouth on my brother's leg. I saw the bitter sight of the officer's club hitting my father on the back, sending him sinking onto the ground on his knees. But I was just standing there, immobilized. And then I remembered…Stephanie was still upstairs in the bathroom, preparing for her first party. I closed my eyes and ran as fast as I could, a flurry of tears racing up the stairs. From downstairs, I could still hear the desperate cry of my family. Why had I been so stupid? Couldn't I just go and get married to the mate that they assigned for me? I just had to become a rebel and put my family in danger. "Courtney!" She cried out when she saw me. "You scared me, what's wrong?" I grabbed her hand and screamed "Run Stephanie! Run". She didn't realize the danger we were in until a few seconds later. But it was too late. The guard was there, grinning his sickly and smug smile. I ran, realizing that she still hadn't moved. I saw her body fall to the ground, her silver earring flailing around; her delicate dress like a fruity pink blossom that was slowly dying out. I pushed on further, running through the streets of Boston, calling out the name of my dear sister: Stephanie.
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Written by NjSeaSiren in portal Stream of Consciousness

FEBRUARY THUNDER

She listens to the rare winter thunder

How her mind can relate

to the out-of-place rumbling

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FEBRUARY THUNDER
She listens to the rare winter thunder
How her mind can relate
to the out-of-place rumbling
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My schizo

Here--

Wondering how

Am I going to face

My tomorrows

If I know it'll

Go back again

Like mushrooms

That keeps growing

Again and again?

There--

Bring me there

The records in my head

On the loop

As I drown myself in tears

In your eyes

I see Heaven

that knows no frontiers

Everywhere--

I look everywhere and see

All the love and beauty

I prefer these

than blanket myself in grief

But still

It haunts me

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My schizo
Here--
Wondering how
Am I going to face
My tomorrows
If I know it'll
Go back again
Like mushrooms
That keeps growing
Again and again?

There--
Bring me there
The records in my head
On the loop
As I drown myself in tears
In your eyes
I see Heaven
that knows no frontiers

Everywhere--
I look everywhere and see
All the love and beauty
I prefer these
than blanket myself in grief
But still
It haunts me
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Written by Confusheyusss in portal Micropoetry

What I Can't Have

Your soul

Your very being

Resigning

To my desires

A preplanned

Selfish escape

Is what I need

To be unscathed

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Written by Confusheyusss in portal Micropoetry
What I Can't Have
Your soul
Your very being
Resigning
To my desires
A preplanned
Selfish escape
Is what I need
To be unscathed

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