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And In That Moment I'm Glad
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Writing and MeThe thing about writing is that it's personal. That's why it's so difficult for some, because they have no personality. They are only the mirrors of the society they live in, no one and nothing can mirror them. To me, writing is an exhaust vent. When my head is spinning with words, ideas and scenarios, when my heart and soul are full of emotions, synchronised or conflicted they may be, but they always come out of me when I write. And that is why I do it. I don't write for fame, or money. I write for my soul. That I might write something wise, something from my heart and put it in a way that my mind can look at it, as the great sceptic aWriting and Me
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A MotherAre all mothers as difficult as mine? She insists that she knows me. But she doesn't. She knows nothing of my strengths or weaknesses. She is just the woman who made me, with the help of my father. Mother. That word should be sacred. And I can tell mine to go to hell in a heartbeat without a second thought. And I can never change my mind. What kind of a mother doesn't know her child? Another proof that mothering instinct is a myth, not a fact. Even psychologists deny it as an instinct. It is something that lets a mother know what her child needs. And my mother is completely without it. So,A Mother
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Imagine ThatSo, imagine a situation. You're in a café, pub or any place similar. You are with a girl, not a friend who has a "crush" on a boy that you know. Now, she tells you that she really doesn't like the fact that the boy has chest hair, but otherwise she is head over heels in love with him. Now, what do you do? Do you tell her that he is absolutely gorgeous either way? Do you tell her that you would take him in a heartbeat regardless? Do you tell her that she doesn't deserve him if all she sees in him is a good body, if she looks at him like a piece of meat to keep her warm at night? Do you tell her? Do you go onImagine That
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The RunnerIn his dreams, he runs. The forest is everywhere around him and he jumps over the fallen logs and rocks covered with moss. He runs and he is free. When he woke up, the bus was still moving.The Runner
"Good, I have to keep going. Not waste time." When he got off the bus, he reached the park easily. He sat on the bench. It was 3 am. and there was no one around. The mist crept around the trees and the moist in the air stuck to his face and clothes. He closed his eyes, breathed in deeply and exhaled. His mind wandered through the events that led him to that particular bench in that particular park. As always, her face appeare
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Angel, For One MomentI wish I could fall asleep once and dream my life with you. As it could be. With the good and the bad times; with kisses, caresses and sex, with fights, arguments and "I hate you"s. I would want to experience it fullyAngel, For One Moment
At least in my dreams When I can't have you for real.
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And In That Moment I'm GladThe thing I need the most After a long day Is to lay with you on your bed And to put my head between your shoulder and chest and simply lay like that, with my hand softly touchingAnd In That Moment I'm Glad
your chest; where your heart beats. Then I need silence and kisses and caresses To make me feel better, to welcome me home; to tell me I was missed and to make me fall asleep in your arms.
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Irony That Is MeSometimes I don't want you Sometimes I want someone else But I always need you No matter if I admit it or not, And I always love you so much that sometimes I wish I didn't. Could you bind someone with your love? Sometimes I feel shacklesIrony That Is Me
around my body Holding me close to you And that is when I most
Want to be free. But in freedom, if I didn't have you I'd want you and that is the Irony of you and Me.
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Pjesma NaliIzlazim iz kuće, najiskrenije se nadam da neće doći do vrata i pogledati me tužnim očima koje pitaju "Zašto me ostavljaš?"; čak i ako izbjegnem taj žalosni trenutak osjećam se loše jer znam da će primjetiti da nema nikoga kod kuće i tada će se osjećatiPjesma Nali
usamljeno i napušteno. Kada se vraćam kući, otvorim vrata od ulaza u zgradu, pozovem lift i u njemu se sjetim nje. Sada, kada otvorim vrata će me čekati moja ljepotica s toplim očima i koja se
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HomeThe baby loved her new home. The floor was cold and smooth under her bare feet, so much like water that she loved to dance on it like she would in a puddle. The walls were swirls and people, fairytales frozen in time. Her bed had curtains behind which she could hide and watch. There were hallways and doors that twisted around and around, but always lead straight to just one place.Home
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Mommy was the whole world. Her laughter lit the skies and made the sun shine. The thrum of Mommy's heart made the walls and the earth and the sky. Mommy's eyes were life, and her arms were home. Mommy's skin glowed like the tiny ro
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Je suis.Je suis une tortue, une tortue avec une carapace. J'encaisse sans rien dire. J'ai cette couche épaisse qui me permet de tout supporter. Les coups ne me font plus peur, ils me renforcent. Douleur, tu n'es plus qu'ombre. Tu es devenu mon double, mon mauvais double, ce mauvais moi que je ne veux pas voir resurgir, le faible. Il est désormais derrière moi, il me suit, guette le moment de se manifester, épit chacune de mes réactions. Mais il n'en est rien. Combativité, tu es ma nouvelle force ! Je rayonne de vitalité, je t'aspire, démon, tu n'es qu'une couche de plus à ma carapace. Je ne te crains plus,Je suis.
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shut up, Dork. i love you.I'm holding you in my arms. Your head is resting gently on my chest, your beautiful, soft dark hair is sprawled over me, and your long legs are tangled with mine. I love this moment. Even more than the past hour. This is what I'll remember most, holding your delicate, naked frame against me. I lean down to kiss your forehead lightly, and I feel you stir.shut up, Dork. i love you.
'I didn't mean to wake you, baby.' I whisper softly.
I feel you smirk more than I see it, your cheek twitching against my chest. I can picture your lips curved in that endearing half-smile of yours. Your soft, full lips mocking me in their silent way. But when you ti
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I Was ArmedI was armed. I was prepared. I had everything I needed to take out the evil lurking in there. I was Rambo, the Terminator, Sherlock Holmes and Martha Stewart combined into one. My hair was in a handkerchief, my clothes were old and ratty, I was barefoot. I was prepared.I Was Armed
I was a goner. In the battle of me vs. my room, I didn’t stand a chance.
It started out easy. Thanksgiving was coming, and since I was away at college, and had been adopted as the “group Mom” for all of my friends (and I was the only one who could cook), the responsibility for hosting dinner fell to me. Everyone else would h
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