rissyleigh
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“Do you know what it feels like to constantly dwell on something for years?” “I do.” “No Anna, you don’t. You think you do, but you don’t.” “Well, then explain it to me.” “But the thing is, I shouldn’t have to. You should already know!” “I want you to make eye contact with me while…
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Another free verse, sensual, emblem poem. The Masquerade Poem (here’s a link that shows you the butterfly that this poem is supposed to look like). Disclaimer: The description of the mask within this poem does not correlate with the picture above. (It was the closest match that I could find). xxx Do you know her? Do you…
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a free verse, sensual, emblem poem, created by rissystories Letting Go Of The Long Gone (the poem is supposed to look like a flower with a stem, leaves, and dirt at the bottom, but unfortunately, the format on here won’t let me structure it that way). I …
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Watching my heart go up in flames. Beating bright red burning to black ash, The product of indefinite maims. Then swept away and thrown in the trash. xxx Watching my soul run away from permanent winter, Missing my heart that kept it snug and warm. Flying away in the freezing weather, Forever lost in a…
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If I had to name something that I miss most in this world…it would be fresh air. I yanked my hood from my dark blue sweatshirt over my head as I stumbled out into the pouring black rain and dense fog. My ring had accidentally snatched and entangled a piece of my dirty-blonde hair when…
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As the door to the house swung open, she let the winter air wash over her heated skin. The clothing she wore was hardly made for the plummeting temperatures outdoors and yet she did not care because she felt a treacherous fire brewing within her that needed to be extinguished. The darkness from outside slowly…
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This headband, with cat ears attached on the top, feels tight around my scalp and the edges are digging into the back of my ears. My classmate, Adrian, gave it to me from her Halloween costume because she claims that: “My long hair looks prettier with a cute headband.” Sure, my straight, chocolate brown hair…
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I was watching her sit at the top of the stairs, anxiously wringing her hands, and tapping her foot against one of the carpeted steps. Her tanned skin and blue eyes were tinted red with mascara running down her face. She was involuntarily taking in slight gasps of air because she had been sobbing only…
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SPLASH! I squeezed my eyes shut and shivered in response to the cold water my cousin slowly poured onto the back of my head. I was on my knees, leaning over the edge of the bathtub. The ice water transformed into a dark purple color as it soaked through my hair that hung upside down…
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In the spirit of Friday the 13th, I’ve decided to post this fictional short story first. It’s a little long, but hopefully interesting enough to read through quickly. Enjoy! 🙂 “Lily? Where are you?” She recognizes his voice calling out from behind her, a short distance away. She cringes against the squeaking sound of…
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