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I'am a 22 year old bartender in Miami. Ive been writing for a long time. I like the fact that when i write i can come up with the craziest things and its ok. I love living in miami because theres always something fun and exciting to do, and i love the water.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Abstract poems: 57 of 576
"A peculiar moment in my mind" Words spill from your mouth, and my skin crawls eyes life less, your soul gone, taken by the black demon your words burn as they enter my mind and i struggle to understand the meaning of it all cursed lands, vast and empty faces is all I see around me words are spoken, but i hear nothing except... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 134 of 1306
dark and angry are the thoughts i have of you pain and agony are what i wish upon you and i terrorize myself more with these evil thoughts of you catching you in a sexual act with another only worsens these thoughts i wanna cut you till you bleed all these feelings away i wanna hurt you but in my dreams all these thoughts fa... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: The way we were: 3 of 28
Writing about us is never easy. I get chills sometimes, sadness sweeps across me, and a little thing called depression sometimes kicks in. But then I just slap myself and say get over it. This is therapy I suppose. A way of venting without having to tell anyone. They'll only judge anyways. This is stupid maybe, but not all o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fairy tales: 25 of 123
if i could ask for anything it would be the fairy tale of you and me even if i could only pretend for just a little while, I'd be content with that because the thought of being next to you, just makes everything and everyone just disappear in my fairy tale we live on a beautiful island just you and me we swim in the sea all ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Confused by love: 71 of 311
Time is passing by slowly, colors have no shine to them Food melts in my mouth, but has no taste These are the effects from missing you My once imaginative,racing mind has ceased The motor has lost it's energy, you were the fuel who brought it to life3 But the tragedy doesn't end there because the tool that I need to live, i... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Feelings: 255 of 818
my fear is closing in sleepless nights, broken dreams i keep wondering how much longer i can keep this from him i don't wanna live a lie but oh how sweet this lie is for its worth risking everything just to live a lie my feelings are unstable but when I'm with the other they seem to come together and make sense i don't wanna... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Asking why: 19 of 57
i ask myself why all the time? How did i allow someone to completely consume me, control, manipulate, and ultimately destroy myself esteem. I was no one with him, I was his girlfriend, that was all. because of his insecurities i suffered a great deal of pain and anguish, constantly living in fear.and it was always my fault, ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lost love: 47 of 137
losing your love was like diving into a vast sea and getting lost you were gone vanished as quickly as you came into my life you left i can't describe the way i feel because every time i think about it , i begin to cry I'm chocking, i feel like I'm drowning and your at the other end of the sea and no matter how fast i swim, ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sisters: 37 of 98
we were 3 sisters but at one point we were only two you and me thank god we grew up together because b was separated from us, forced to grow up alone away from us but we always thought of her It was hard growing up, the constant abuse but i know there was one thing that kept us going we had each other, and the prospect of be... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On mothers: 70 of 174
i never understood the meaning of a mother My mother wasn't around much concerning herself with her own little world Until the day i met my beloved boyfriend His mother took me in as if i was her own daughter she loved me, protected me, stood up for me she showed me what a real mother was I began to love her more than my own... More..