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annie-lora
annie-lora
Australian Definition of Biography: An account of someone's life written by someone else / That being said, anyone other than myself is qualified to write my biography. So, go ahead, make up your own inferences. / Amuse me
The world is full of people, Not all of them agree. You're locked behind your brain, It's difficult to see. Would they be worth knowing? Or would they turn away? It's easier not showing, yourself on any day. You constantly see others, In groups or couples too. But why do you seem lonely? ~It's those people just like you.~
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 7:17 PM UTC
Together- Not ever?
Though I should be; oblivious to the world I choose to spend the time awake. It's silent, It's dead, It's nothing. All excepting that strained figure hunched in front of their screen. Like me
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Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 11:06 AM UTC
I'm awake
Consider Words As waves. That crash, fall, hurt. Consider words As mediums, transferring emotion, to each life, burden, thought, Happening to pass through a whirl of irrelevance called mind
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Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 2:05 AM UTC
What are words??
It’s a lack of understanding; between the meaning of words flowing out of my mouth, and the ignorance surrounding. It flies over their head, It doesn’t pass a thought. It leaves automatic response Of robotic, forced out words. Words are passed through a world of simplicity. To change this pattern is, absurd. So we move on, And do the same as yesterday.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 7:10 AM UTC
A lack of understanding
To have a voice In a world of cliches, Isn’t something of pity. It is something we’ll remember years to come from now. Something of which to aspire, years to come from now. To have a voice In as world of cliches. Tells you’re thinking of tomorrow.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 6:13 AM UTC
Stand out.
To sit, Stay still Stay quiet; Is a question of impossible. Just when we need it most. Laughs Jeers, ‘activities’ merely fill the world around us. Though all in need is silence. our own frustration, anger, loathing, becomes much louder than our own.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 5:47 AM UTC
When all we need is Silence
Peace Is not the silence, Or the emptiness of the room. It is not the obsession Of an idea or mere, tradition. It is not something we look for, It is not something we crave It is something we forget when it’s in our state of being.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 5:23 AM UTC
What is Peace?
The dark waters crash below As the dark sky floats above me This darkness that spreads, friend or foe? It suffocates my soul at sea The night falls and this grief has crept into the air my morals, my stands, my beliefs Have crumbled in despair This dark puts tears to my eyes but thats only part of the cost This dark converys a message, which lies the truth; that I have lost The ones for whom I care have left me with no hope I'm trying to hold, but I can't bare I honestly cannot cope But this darkness has a cure a new path to be free to bring peace to my mind, and pure serenity within me This cures not hard to find It lies under my feet just one jump; I'll leave behind The pain, I can't repeat
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 12:53 AM UTC
The Dark Voyage
Today I stand Today I write, Lucky to be here today Today I laugh Today I cry, Lucky to be here today Today we **** Today we fight, Thinking we are unlucky Today we suffer Today we die, Thinking we are unlucky We ignore our cries We ignore our pleads, Thinking our luck will run out We ignore tomorrow We ignore the world, Not knowing; our luck won't run out
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
Our luck is within Reach