December 2011
12 posts
Dec 27th
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Dec 20th
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mushaboom: Like Water Lost in the Sea →
shelbisays: I floated along. Waves pushed this lifeless body to shore and into the light. Sinking into the thickness of the sand. Air brushed over, pushing my eyes into the sun. I began to use these ligaments of mine. And before I knew anything, I was standing. Hands searched my body, feeling to make sure I… From a girl who can create new worlds with mere words.  From a girl I hold...
Dec 19th
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ListenListen
Dec 15th
on return
As much as you think you know me, there are things I keep hidden inside.  Reasons why I am so comfortable being alone, and the reasons why I don’t want to be.  You have inspired me to try to write again, to open up. so this is for you.  I remember receiving a phone call from a thousand miles away while I lived on my own. My mother had be admitted to the hospital for her heart...
Dec 15th
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Dec 12th
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Dec 10th
Dec 6th
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Dying is easy. It's that living part.... (written...
In the middle of the west Texas heat I find myself standing between rows of oak trees with sweat dripping off my brow.  Here I am told, is where I will be buried.  This is not the place I would have imagined. No green, no iconic American flags, not even the slightest bit of color graced by a flower. Just brush, dirt, moldy head stones, and the elder oak trees to provide shade in the hottest hours...
Dec 6th
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keeping tabs on my sanity
I feel lost. What happens when the goals that I’ve been striving for become entirely too out of reach? I have become an age where I feel I should have accomplished more. Should have written more, should have kept up with where I was going. Now I am here, possibly lost, or possibly on the verge of an unfound excellence. Whatever it is, it has me scared. I try so hard to do, and do what I do...
Dec 6th
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Softly I speak, the way I know best.
I had bred my future with fear, birthing a reckless deceit.  Now in recollect, I was faithless, half hearted, and disposable. A nomad to the barren land that surrounded my faith. Out of nowhere she came, speaking a language undiscovered Capable of opening your eyes to a way most can’t see. Your heart in a way some can’t feel.  She gave a glimpse, now I find myself immersed in...
Dec 5th
Dec 5th
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