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posted by HaleyDewit
Days, weeks, months and years
I’m still missing you, but I’ve stopped shedding tears
I’m passed the stage, where crying could ease my pain
I know you can’t come back, but your memory remains

So, take your hands out of my chest
‘Cause they’re doing their very best
To ruin me

And it’s a heartbreaking feeling
And I can’t stop reeling
This time I won’t make it out alive
And it’s like you’re still with me
But you’re never really
This time they can bury me alive


Getting up, getting to work
Going through the motions, like I’m fucking numb
Pretend I’m fine, but if you could read my mind
You’d know this agony is eating me up inside

So, take your hands out of my chest
‘Cause they’re doing what they can
To destroy me

And it’s a heartbreaking feeling
And I can’t stop reeling
This time I won’t make it out alive
And it’s like you’re still with me
But you’re never really
This time they can bury me alive
It’s like a gut wrenching pain
And I know nothing will change
This time they can lay me down next to you
And I want to scream
But the hurt is captured of me
This time they can bury me next to you


I don’t care if I stay underground
I can go to sleep
As long as you’re with me
I’m safe and sound

So, rip my heart out of my chest
And lay it to rest
You’ve killed me

‘Cause it’s a heartbreaking feeling
And I can’t stop reeling
This time I won’t make it out alive
And it’s like you’re still with me
But you’re never really
This time they can bury me alive
It’s like a gut wrenching pain
And I know nothing will change
This time they can lay me down next to you
And I want to scream
But the hurt is captured of me
This time they can bury me next to you
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Half an hour later Ryan and Claire ran through the aisle of the hospital, receiving several nasty looks from the medical stuff. Ryan opened the door of Debra’s room, which got him an angry look from Mike.
Debra slowly opened her eyes and tried to sit upright, but Mike held her against the bed. “It’s okay. Go back to sleep” he whispered.
“No, I’m up” Debra protested. She looked for the remote and when she found it she pushed the middle button to lift the head of the bed. “Hello, Ryan. Did you catch him?”
Ryan and Claire glanced at each other, before Ryan replied: “Yeah, sort...
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6am, the next morning.
The basement door opened and someone walked downstairs. They were carrying a bucket with water. They walked to the cage, opened it and poured the ice cold water over Debra’s sleeping body. Debra woke up screaming and turned on her back.
Agnes smiled at her, the bucket in her right hand. “Wake up, sleepy head. We have a lot of work to do”
Debra tried to get up, which was difficult, because she hadn’t stand up since she was put here. Agnes lost her patience and grabbed the girl’s arm. With a violent gesture she pulled her up. “Now, come on. Breakfast is ready”...
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posted by LovingLucy
Creating “Greatness”

Pencil to paper
Slides across with such ease,
Like a raft gliding across a moonlighted lake.
As I sit,
Anticipating the outcome,
My pencil creates her own ideas and perceptions to add to my beginning.
Letting her take charge,
She creates a mystical item of expectancy that makes any artist bow with honor to her greatness and imaginativeness.
Suddenly,
The artwork is complete.
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posted by HaleyDewit
This is my first rap song. It's about my co-worker. It's not very nice. Also, somewhere there's the line 'i don't mind being the hottest chick around' I usually don't say those kinds of things. She just really pissed me off.

Talking shit like a twit
That’s all you can do
But when it comes down to it
Nothing gets through to you
You’re all big talk
But you got no game
And this poor me crap
Is really fucking lame
Who the hell are you
To play victimized
We’ve all got issues, bitch
But I guess yours are worse than mine
If you’d be the honest person
You claim to be
You wouldn’t talk third
person singular...
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Evening came. After dinner Dale had sent everyone to their dorms. Beth had watched her parents pack their bags and cried when they wouldn’t explain where they were going.
“Don’t leave me here, mommy!” she begged, while tears rolled down her face. She grabbed her mother’s arm, trying to prevent her from going.
Mr. Parker grabbed her arm and pushed her on the floor. Started she looked up at her father who looked down at her with eyes so cold Beth felt her body freeze inside.
Mr. Parker turned around and helped Mrs. Parker with the luggage.
During dinner Beth had desperately searched...
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posted by HaleyDewit
How am I making myself clear
How can I make you disappear
Keep bitching around my head
Claiming you can’t forget
Then you go to my friends
Begging them to speak in your defense
But you can’t bring me down
‘Cause I know what you’re all about

So, you can stop the charade
You can stop the masquerade
Your true colors are shining through
And I can tell you it ain’t the best vision of you
You can stop making a scene
You can go and leave me be
Your heart’s rotten to the core
But you won’t be breaking mine no more


I know exactly what you need
But there’s no point in trying to make you see
You’d rather...
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posted by HaleyDewit
I’m quiet on the outside
An all-wrecking, raging storm on the inside
I can’t speak,
Because I fear I can only produce inhuman cries
But my inner screams overwhelm any external sound
I don't blame you for not seeing behind my hollow eyes
I don't blame you for not hearing anything but silence
And I don't blame you for not feeling my heart breaking in my chest, over and over again
But I wish you would just hold me, and tell me I'll be okay. That somehow, this all-consuming pain is not going to kill me. That I will come out of this, stronger.
I wish I could distance myself from this destruction,
But I belong in the center of the hurricane
Because I need this pain, like I need oxygen
So, let my ravel in my agony,
Without it I am nothing