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CassiMcnichol
CassiMcnichol
My Writing is something between imagination, dramatization, and experience. In minor spurts of jealousy, happiness, and sadness (and maybe times of more then little) I pull out words, sentences and rants that help give out any and all emotion from the heart. Some may be cheesy some may be great and i admit some may just be plain terrible. But in the end.. The expression and emotion released from placing words on paper is undeniably great.
Once upon a time i wrote every day Sun, rain, shine, snow, sleet or rain anytime was a good time for this pain for now my chest bear a different pain self hate to respect, fake love to the real thing sounds so positive.. doesn't it? our negative pains bares similarity to the positive with different meaning every new father knows the feeling once young and full of braun every lost bar fight left the marks negative pain of loss, sorrow filling what was once pride now mature and becoming the coach to their little slugger positivity fills the memory of the first hit, misery follows the groin where the ball meets in retrospect the ideology of pain, regardless of why, remains the same learning experience
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 3:33 AM UTC
past
Somewhere we go to **** some time stars layover head, always to far to touch rigorous detail while the silence speaks out in this moment the sun is shinning in our night sky this feelng i should get when your within reach, constant suspension mindset strict, single i'll stay until in her eyes i find that midnight sky
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 3:15 AM UTC
wish upon a..
in and out, black and blue, you vs. the world recognition of ideas that decisive the only thing we have left our own thoughts contemporary ideas thrashed with technical propaganda abandoning free exposure and vigour of intentions Leaving us in a rubrics cube of push and pull to come out all sides equal shuffle, mend, regroup, Agree that deficiency is to be desired as feebleness is to be expected reap technique and embezzle knowledge like its our only opportunity free passion and become immune to negativity With indomitable will triumph is inevitable
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 3:14 AM UTC
Perceived notions
in this day and age not much can startle me scary movies and the world wide web has minimal parental control so when you find the thing that takes your breath away you remember that giant bug on your shoulder, that was really your hair the animal running across that sidewalk in front of you, actually a leaf all brief but adrenaline filled and always ending in a laugh days, months, hours spent looking for prolonged versions of this no pharmacy, hospital, or street corner carries it but she does the feeling when your falling in a dream, but on repeat when your eyes lay rest to something that brings you to tears, but your happy insomnia stricken until the sound of her beating heart rocks you to sleep only love can be described as ..those feelings
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 3:11 AM UTC
those feelings
Relation to sad songs comes often correlation to positive a task the world in constant shade ozone layer continues to deplete yet the sun seems to want to hide in a world surrounded with expectations maybe the sun just hasn't found love
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
global warming
Stress guidelines life discretely and secretly invisible protracted equation lining us up oblivious to the sin much needed a getaway tan cos we can't make time to de-stress math may be something to laugh about mental illness isn't.
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Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
ambition
confining aroma her name conveys yet your partner dismisses the self evident talks and silences tire the surroundings but she sees the wounds left behind "its my choice", "she's done nothing wrong" except share my dreams of your unforgotten touch the bigger person i stand cold and tall watching the inevitable fall into place one day passes will fall into this place and the end will come to one of us
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Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 11:34 AM UTC
Nothing good happens after midnight
In us we find you A familiar friend with many shades some days your wind blowing gently passed and others the past is blowing us apart we need not be scared of those we wish to love be scared of in the insecurities we wish to hide
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Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 11:22 AM UTC
familiar place