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Winter Silk Jul 2014
Lost
Looking for you at any
Cost
Waiting for an
Opportunity to show itself
But now I'm just putting my dreams on the shelf

I'm a time bomb
Waiting to explode
The end
At the end of the road.
The fuse that leads to the dynamite
The visible kid who tries to stay outta sight

And the world shatters around me,
Dust and glass surround me,
Darkness extends it's embrace,
As I lie in my resting place...
If you can't think of anything,
express yourself.
Ashley Williams Jul 2014
The Dazzling Divas
Have an elaborate plan in place,
Brimming with absurdity and scandal.
Their hopes far too high,
They traipse home rejectedly,
Despair and disappointment
Plastered on their heads and in their hearts.
For Vanequa. <3
Ruthie Jun 2014
I've been thinking.
I've had my sights set on that one target for so long and nothing seems to be happening.
I just can't seem to get my aim right.
But then I meet you.
And you're a much easier target to hit.
Even if you're not what I was expecting,
Taking my eye off my goal for that split second gave me the best opportunity.
To meet you.
So just remember..
When you've your sights set on something..
Don't forget to take a break and look around.
Because you never know what opportunity you're missing out on...
It's scary how I could have passed right by you.........
nichole r Jun 2014
life is an opportunity with skies filled with pink, showing us we can be whoever we need to be.
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"Make the
best
of today.
Otherwise,
it's time
that slipped
away."
Mikaila Jun 2014
You really can do whatever you want, you know.
People who say that aren't just naive optimists.
However, they do leave out a very important caveat:
You really can do whatever in the world that you want...
So long as you want it MORE than anything else in the world.

Like... say you want to leave town.
Maybe you don't do it.
Maybe you sit in your office and dream about getting on a plane but you never do.
Responsibilities, money, family, friends, fear...
Excuses.
Honestly,
Excuses.
The truth that people don't like to face because it makes them uncomfortable is that if you REALLY wanted to leave town,
If you wanted that and only that,
If you wanted it more than anything else in your entire life,
You would do it.
That is the simple truth about... most impossible things.
You want it? You've got it. But you've got to be willing to give up every other thing in your entire life in pursuit of it.
You've got to know yourself well enough to know, absolutely KNOW, that this thing is what you want, what your soul craves, what your dreams revolve around.
You have got to be 100% dead SURE that what you want is what you WANT.
And if you are, if you can know that and face it and understand how selfish it might be to abandon everything else in your life for it, and if somehow it still pulls you towards it like a magnet even with all the rationality and doubt and practical thinking you can throw at it...
Then that is your purpose. Your dream. And you will have it.

That said, anyone who thinks I'm unreasonable, or silly, or naive, or wasteful for going after love...
Quite simply, I know what I want.
I know who I want.
I know what makes me happy.
And since I know it so clearly, so utterly, so inescapably, I couldn't possibly live with myself if I didn't do everything I could to have it.
And it's not an easy path, knowing what you want.
Because when the answer is no, it's no to your deepest dreams, to your heart's most aching desire.
When you have to wait, you have to wait for air to fill your lungs, you have to wait to be born.
When you lose it, you lose the sun, you lose the earth under your feet, you lose the courage to look in the mirror.
But when you have it... when you have it, you have a home.
I know what I want. I want love. I want to be happy.
I want to do what I love doing, and I want to be with who I adore.
And if I know that, and I admit that, and I put everything I can into that...
Well then,
It's not over until I breathe my last breath.
I haven't failed until I've fallen.
And I think I can live with that.
L Marie Jun 2014
How does one gain the experience they require
Without being given the chance to acquire such?
Why do we live in the shadows of our parents
As the opportunities they gave us, little or much
Give us the only experience we need to gain
Permission to earn the chance of real experience,
The type that actually matters to others?
For when I was caught in the ignorance of my innocence
No one told me to volunteer, do sports, oh no—
It was all grades, grades, grades, which I performed
But then as for this "experience", I’ve got nothing to show.
My parents thought they were loving me dearly,
Sheltering me from the outside world of salaries longer,
Not seeing that no one cares I wasn’t allowed to work
So young, but that my resume ought to be stronger.
I pursue to be sweet, polite, studious, hard working,
As I try to be sensible and ambitious in all I do
But in this paper competition, it is not conveyed
For I have no dates or references to give as clues.
preservationman Jun 2014
You have now acquired a certain amount of skills
Now show the world your talent fits the bill
Make it in demand at your command your will
Put your mind in control
Just observe and behold
Your are the essence of a upcoming commodity
Never sell yourself short as you are definitely part of society
Thinking positive is the aim word
What I have been saying you have already heard
Your life is far more than a pebble
It’s determination arriving at able
Your thinking is solid as a rock
Negativity will try to mock
Don’t open the door as just let it continue to knock
Words being like a compiling inventory stock
Your inspiration is within your soul
Your reflection in the horizon in behold
Follow your dreams
It may seem like streams
Your mount will be the masterpiece I have been talking about
The labors of victory
Now go out and create your own history.
Helsy Flores May 2014
He caught an uncatchable fish.
But while he decided what to do with it,
It slipped away from his hands and into the ocean;
Forever lost.
2011
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