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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : Infinite
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Friday, 20 February 2015. Everything fades, misted,. It's distant now, as my heart burns,. Light, is all that I see. I feel weightless,. Lifted, alone yet fulfilled,. That's the word for it. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Aspiring writer, poet and musician. View my complete profile. Life in the making. Smelling oranges on winter afternoons- by Payal Mukherjee.
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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : February 2015
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Friday, 20 February 2015. Everything fades, misted,. It's distant now, as my heart burns,. Light, is all that I see. I feel weightless,. Lifted, alone yet fulfilled,. That's the word for it. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Aspiring writer, poet and musician. View my complete profile. Life in the making. Smelling oranges on winter afternoons- by Payal Mukherjee.
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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : May 2014
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Saturday, 24 May 2014. He traced the dagger around my skin,. He teased my heart with the blade,. I was not scared I just waited. Patiently, but he took his sweet time. Freedom awaited me, he cut my leg,. Blood, black as the night sky, stained me. I am evil' 'you are strong'. He presses harder with the knife,. My face was wet with tears, I closed my eyes. And after I saw my future.
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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : Love Letter draft 1 from Hannah
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Sunday, 17 August 2014. Love Letter draft 1 from Hannah. I am writing to say goodbye, not forever, maybe not for long, but for definite, for now, goodbye. I love you and hate you and I don't understand why this is even possible. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Aspiring writer, poet and musician. View my complete profile. Love Letter draft 1 from Hannah. Life in the making.
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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : Love
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Sunday, 28 September 2014. You can't write love,. It just whispers to you one night,. It's cold, bitter voice biting the air,. Telling you it's coming, it threatens you. With heartbreak, it threatens you with pain,. Yet you let it stay. Because you can't fight love,. You have to cherish it,. Because it's not there for long,. And even though it scares you,. You have to be in love,.
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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : A Wise Old Owl
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Saturday, 14 June 2014. A Wise Old Owl. A wise old owl sat in an oak. The more he saw, the less he spoke. The less he spoke, the more he heard. Why can’t we all be like that bird? A poem based on the old saying above:. We aren’t wise, we aren’t clever,. We are destructive, we are cruel,. We are hateful, we are mean,. We are limitless, we are careless,. We are only human. What an ...
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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : June 2014
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Saturday, 21 June 2014. At one with nature. The wind tells me secrets,. When it whispers in my ear,. The trees tell me stories,. They get wiser each year,. The rain paints me pictures,. Though not all are clear,. The birds sing me songs,. But I can’t always hear,. The mist hides the danger,. But I still live in fear,. The thunder storms give me order,. But I still forget. On face...
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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : At one with nature
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Saturday, 21 June 2014. At one with nature. The wind tells me secrets,. When it whispers in my ear,. The trees tell me stories,. They get wiser each year,. The rain paints me pictures,. Though not all are clear,. The birds sing me songs,. But I can’t always hear,. The mist hides the danger,. But I still live in fear,. The thunder storms give me order,. But I still forget.
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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : August 2014
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Sunday, 17 August 2014. Love Letter draft 1 from Hannah. I am writing to say goodbye, not forever, maybe not for long, but for definite, for now, goodbye. I love you and hate you and I don't understand why this is even possible. Scars are memories and stories untold,. I like to make scars on my skin,. Pink then white, they stay forever. Scars are permanent. So is my pain.
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“Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.” : When I cry
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8220;Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.”. I'm not very good at writing, but I love it so I do it anyway. Sunday, 17 August 2014. Scars are memories and stories untold,. I like to make scars on my skin,. Pink then white, they stay forever. Scars are permanent. So is my pain. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Aspiring writer, poet and musician. View my complete profile. Love Letter draft 1 from Hannah. Life in the making. Smelling oranges on winter afternoons- by Payal Mukherjee.
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