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Find Inspiration in unique places

2. Write about what inspires you

3.Judge your work

4.But don't take your work too seriously

5. No matter what, don't ever get rid of your work
and always love what you're doing.
  Aug 2014 Lb
Tiffany
We're bowing down to a system
Which uses us like pawns
Controlling our very actions
From the moment our first breath is drawn

We're not using our free will
If such a thing exists
They're subjecting us to their ideals
Molding our minds with an iron fist

I'm waking from this living nightmare
And why is it only me
Whose desperate to escape this fate
Why am I the only one to see

I try clawing my way out
But it's useless and I wonder
*Is it better to be aware and helpless
Or ignorant and still under?
  Aug 2014 Lb
Amanda In Scarlet
And yet I tell myself, again and again

I am meant to read, not to write,
To lick, and not to bite.
The cherries are too far away, they fall
from the branch before I can rise up on my toes
And explore them with my tongue.
I'm so hungry.
I need this juice.

I cannot move.
Would you choose
A frozen muse?

I do not have the power...
To move you with my words
or my body, or my heart,
My body
My heart
It is not exquisite
is it?
  Aug 2014 Lb
carmen
The mind creates a world in which it controls what is right and what is wrong.
It executes the punishments and doles them out freely.
It refuses to acknowledge the unraveling of itself.
Like yarn, threading throughout itself in a tangled mess.
Knotted up until no longer light can be seen.
It sits behind a nest of cotton.

Bear in mind there is nothing that can usurp it from its throne.
The mind heeds no rules or regulations and without hesitation it will turn the most heinous of realities into a commonplace find.
There is nothing like that which can make light out of fog and spread plagued whispers throughout its own successes.
Tirelessly it works to reach a state at which it must work no longer.
A state at which it can finally and utterly be recompensed with what it has decided it needs.

There is no such state.

What soothes the tattered remains and gives it peace?
cp
Lb Aug 2014
I don't even know what home is anymore
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