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January 19, 2019
 

Love didn’t hurt you. Someone who doesn’t know how to love you hurt you. Don’t confuse the two.

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January 19, 2019
East Windsor, United States

What I wished you
For New Years
Was true.
But that can’t happen
Unless you work on you.

Debbie O Bottled Up Feelings

LOVE FOR ALL
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January 20, 2019
Quezon City, Philippines

Si Superman ng pagkabata ko

Isa sa mga problema ko,
Makakalimutin ako.
Pero sa pagkabata may naaalala pa naman ko.
Mga kagawiang pambata na siguradong nagawa ko at nagawa mo.
Tagutaguan sa gabi pag maliwanag ang buwan.
Mga lutulutan at bahay bahayan.
Kung paano manalo sa laro ng piko
At sa tren trenan ay kung paano ka liliko.
Pero dito iikot yung kwento sa tulang to.
Sa mga kaklase ko nung kinder na muntikan nang makalimutan ko.
Yung Danilo na nakapartner ko sa parada.
At yung batang lalaki na laging umeentrada.
Mga naging kaibigan noon
Na di ko na maisa isa pa ngayon.
Isang araw noon nakita ko yung batang lalaki sa palaruan.
May nakita akong bata na nabukulan sa palaruan.
Nakita ko yung b...

DARK NIGHT
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January 19, 2019
 

Time is an elastic constant.  As the days turn into weeks and weeks become months memories are stretched thin and we anxiously wonder if they have vanished from the mind of the person with whom we share them.  But upon reunion the present and past snap back towards one another as though there were no moments between them.
C.M. Cooper

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January 19, 2019
 

In the coming days and weeks, she  would scramble frantically to commit it all to memory, what happened next. Like an art lover running out of a burning museum, she would grab whatever she could--a look, a whisper, a moan--to salvage from perishing to preserve. But time is the most unforgiving of fires, and she couldn't, in the end, save it all.

By: A Thousand  Splendid Suns

BE YOURSELF
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January 20, 2019
Gurugram, India

The TEN YEAR CHALLENGE made me realise something weird.

10 years ago I had my first break up and I was heartbroken for the first time!

I literally ignored my family and kept on giving myself the importance.

I was an asshole.

After that, whatever happened it changed me and made me who I am today! I started caring for my family and I started working on my dreams, their dreams etc.

That bitch never cared about me and I stopped caring about my family because I was so stupid!

After 10 years,
Someone broke my heart again and the way I was reacting to it made me realise that I’m becoming the same asshole!

This bitch never cared as well!

Sorry for using the word bitch! But some girls...

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January 19, 2019
 

Whatever it is
that I feel.
Don’t tell me
it is not real.

Whatever it is
that I want.
Even if it was
an eternal bond.

All that was, is and will be
    would mean nothing to me
            without the key
                    to my memory...
                    
January 19, 2019
    C.J.Coors

FEEL IT WRITE IT
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January 19, 2019
 

Ellas encontraron pasión.
Se desbordaron de ésta al ver un hombre que es la locura de cualquier mujer porque se acerca a lo perfecto en términos reales y humanos, porque en nuestra naturaleza no existe perfección.
Escucharon la sensibilidad del alma mas tierna, pura, y que puede pintar el amor en todos los colores posibles. Sí, ese es él. Pero no sólo te vuelve loca, te da razón.
No sólo lo deseas. Creo que esto es  solo una de las consecuencias. ¡Sino que lo amas infinitamente!  Desde el primer momento, hasta ese último que no existe porque no puedes dejar de hacerlo. No son las palabras, no es la forma en que proyecta lo que piensa y siente simplemente. No es la forma en que quiere conqui...

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January 19, 2019
Vanasthali, India

I am secrets buried.
I am scars underneath.
I am hatred revealed,
I am thoughts at sea,
I am dreams at risk,
I am love shrinked,
I am living ceased.
Hold it,
And
I'll be me.
      -Honey

THE BEST IS YET TO COME
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January 18, 2019
 


When the moment gets tough
and the heaviness refuses to leave,
no one has the right to tell you
how you are supposed to feel.
Blood is blood, all of us bleed,
our hearts may break in similar ways,
but they heal at different speeds.
For some, it’s a graze, an insignificant bruise,
a room where the exits are clearly defined
and yet there are others who struggle,
their wounds as deep as the daily thoughts
that plague their mind.
Do not be silenced by people
that do not understand your level of pain.
Be vocal.
Shout and scream if you have to
– when we acknowledge the darkness
it no longer remains hidden from the light
and only then can the healing process beg...

ORIGINAL
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January 18, 2019
Kamloops, Canada

Be bold child.
You are rare,
and you are
brazen light.

- Nicole Lyons

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WISE
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January 18, 2019
 

i sip slow,
barely lucid
after nights weighed down
by ghostly shadow souls,
this morning concoction
made of their darkness
collected like stale coffee in a jar
i sip slow,
lost in flashbacks
of last night’s dream
where i chased an elusive memory
of me-you-us,
of the moment when we let it all
slip away
i
sip
slow
and let it fade

- ashley jane

CELEBRATE ART
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January 18, 2019
 

Dear world,

Today I woke up feeling peaceful and calm, which is rare because I usually wake up extremely hyper and ready for the day. Recently I've been forgetting to appreciate all the simple moments in my life, I've gotten so caught up in me, and figuring out who I am or who I want to be that I've somehow forgotten the people around me... does this make me a bad person?

You see the struggle I face, comes from within me and it gets tiring being that person. I want to change my life  I want to feel all the peace, but I just seem to be missing the mark. Maybe this world wasn't made for peace, why do i have to travel far and wide for it?

I think a lot about who I am, because over the years ...

DEEP LOVE
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January 18, 2019
 

She could make the starlight’s blush,
Her gentle caress, a stroke from an artist's paint brush,
Her existence a carefully calculated chess move,
She was, and is, a myth that no one could prove.
                                        - Yuvraj Johri

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January 18, 2019
 

She could make the starlight’s blush,
Her gentle caress, a stroke from an artist's paint brush,
Her existence a carefully calculated chess move,
She was, and is, a myth that no one could prove.
                                         - Yuvraj Johri

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January 18, 2019
Noarlunga Centre, Australia

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NIGHT MOVES.

A cloudless evening unblemished,
untroubled
by intrusive kisses of wind
and frozen like a painting framed
by the edges of the horizon.

The darkness of midnight
is my security blanket
as I stretch out tired legs,
wrap its swarming black mass
around my body
and languish in the warmth
of hoarded memories,
of absent adored people
and the smooth,
velveteen textured shape
of life defining moments
I never should’ve let slip behind me.

The inked-in skyline
and starlit ceiling
and deathly still silence
of a neighbourhood sleeping
lulls me sweetly into
somnolent drifting
through the convoluted mind field
inside
in which I bury my true self in.

A cigarette and a scotch
scorches the th...

PHOENIX
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