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posted by amoremusic
My type of emotions conveys
onto how i'm really feeling inside,
my thoughts mainly consist on the
back-ground of my poetry.

As my addictive persona
starts to silhouette every-
word that i've written out
the nature of my emotions
starts to unravel at every-
line,

My poesía has a piece
of imagination within it-
self, the artwork of
each line has it's own
significant meaning.

Where the beauty is
that's where the poetry
lives, it lives within my soul,
as i carry each and every-line
with care, i start to share a
piece of me inside every-
lyrical line that i compose.
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Developing A Screenwriting Idea por Diane campana and Chris Byrne of RebelHeartFilm.com and Obselidia via link For más videos, please visit link
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posted by Thalia_huntress
thanks dancing_banana for your idea. and if tu have any ideas send me a message plzz tell me what tu think.


There were two other women with him the first one looked like Charlie and Marcus the other was Annabel. Charllie was closer then i tought he dicho from right behind me "yes that's our mother our father got killed in jail when he saw her he killed the man." i can see where he got his looks. we kept walking. a lady saw us she welcomed us in to her house she braided my hair with pale blue ribbon running through it. she gave me a dress that was pale blue like the ribbon. it had white roses...
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posted by Bella_Swan3
Taylor sat with her back against the wall, her arms wrapped around her knees, as she relived memories of pain.

The broken glass that littered the floor served as a reminder. Everywhere she looked, she saw a memory, the earliest being when she was barely four.

Dying. Perhaps that is how it feels, filled with the thoughts and reminiscence of the life tu have lived, and in some cases, wished tu hadn't.

The slight nine año old sat on the riverbank. There was a boy, about as old as she was sitting siguiente to her.

"He did it again, didn't he?" the boy asked softly, gently touching a bruise on the...
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posted by Thalia_huntress
"catch me if tu can!" my little sister yells running in the back yard.i go after her. she suddenly stops. "Jaz!Jaz! come here!" she calls. "yes Abbie?" i fallow her eyes. smoke was riseing from the house. oh-no i thought. i grab my cell phone and dial 911. there here in twenty minutes. they've put out the fire. our parents are dead. i sit on one of the chairs in our back yard. abigal climbs into my lap and hides her face in my hair then she crys. i must've looked like a statue becuase my breathing was shallow. "sweeties are tu ok?" my rich aunt said. i blinked "yes were fine aunt julie" i...
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What Must Happen In The First 10 Pages Of Every Screenplay por Michael Hauge & Mark W. Travis via linkMore video interviews at link
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Why I Am A Professional Writer por Marc Scott Zicree
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The #1 Most Important Element In Developing Character por John Truby
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posted by jklilly56
I dont know what to call my book yet the título is whats blocking my thoughts. yet but if tu can give me some feed back that would be awsome!

“Hey are tu guys almost here yet?” I asked my best friend Rose. “Oh yeah I see tu now. Okay see tu in a sec.” We were at the event of the año for us, the National Western Stock mostrar PBR finals. Rose was meeting me at one of the rest rants in the stock yards (some of the cheapest and best comida is sold there.) Rose was bringing her boyfriend, Matt, with her and so she was late. “Rose over here!” I dicho waving her over. She came over to the...
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posted by HarryPLover
looked in the mirror and saw that ugly girl
That girl that constantly reminded of who I was,
Of what I was.
I was a murder
People say My parents death wasn’t my fault
I killed them
I felt guilty
I felt ashamed
I was the one to blame
My life flashed before my eyes
I saw the fire, the crash
I saw the flames erupt inside me
I felt tears burn my eyelids
I felt it as much they did
They burned, I burned
I didn't want to be left alone
I never wanted them to leave
Though I was taken from them
They were also taken from me
Though they're gone,
We both pay the price
Death
And Scars.
posted by twilight-rocks9
please tell me if tu like it.


The rest of the night i didn't sleep. When it was time to wake up jose found the package dad sent. His was like mine but he had a skull ring and a skull and crossed bones necklace. He loved it i still disapproved of it. And suprise suprise Brandon had the same one. I stopped talking to near everyone until i can understand what was happening. Tyler tried to get me to talk but i couldn't till today. "Babe please say something i want to hear your voice." he pleaded. "Don't worry Tyler it's better this way." Maybel said. That was it i hated her más then ever. "Maybel...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
That night I locked my windows it seems it only really brings me trouble. But again I couldn’t sleep. “Knock, knock” Dawn dicho coming in her voice was gentle. “Hey, you’re up late” I dicho getting out of bed. “Yeah, what did Ethan do?” she said, Dawn could read your anger. “Nothing, there was just a misunderstanding, that’s all” I said. “Really?” she said. “Well we kissed” I dicho now sitting on my bed. She followed and sat down siguiente to me. “Wow, Why?” she asked, “Why would tu ask me why?” I asked. “Because tu have always dicho that tu would never go...
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