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You took my words Made them your own Didn’t give me credit Or even throw me a bone The lack of ethics on full display Front page news The headliner today (Make this a safe place to be For a writer to feel free) Plagiarism : to copy and pass off (the expression of ideas or words of another) as one's own : use (another's work) without crediting the source From the Latin word plagiarius meaning“kidnapper”.
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Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 10:25 PM UTC
Kidnapper
Behind a person's success is a sacrifice; Would you love to know the tale behind? Actors and actresses preparing their act, But behind the curtains there's a hidden fact. Heels and shoes are filled with shards of glass; Behind dress and tuxedo's there's a hidden blast — Withal on the lights, they genuinely smile. Let's move on and see the richest person alive: They lurk abaft the gallanting suits and tie; No day their feet cannot step on bars of silvers and gold, Constantly crediting the humanity's sliver of hope — Supported by government for the economy's growth. Do you know someone born to be Einstein's child? —A person whose thought process is unbelievably wide, “What are emotions?” They frequently asked; “Are those things related to a logical fact?” Feelings are hindrance towards a brighter side. We all know the people whom we proclaimed as leaders— Behind the tall, wide walls they silently titters: “Citizens are corrupted with money and blind rights; This nation will never survive in a war nor in childish fights.” Some politicians bought their roles, drinking leisure on their seats. And there's someone like me— a bit higher, on the top— Words are magical, making an astonishing plot; Thy pen bleeds thread, weaving a wondrous craft— Who knows they withhold theirs and other people's life art, They'll keep going as long as the threadmill continues to spin. Their tales are narrated a bit later, a bit little; But that was a telltale with lots of missing details, Are you willing to share the secrets found in the middle?
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Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 5:41 PM UTC
Telltales
Behind a person's success is a sacrifice; Would you love to know the tale behind? Actors and actresses preparing their act, But behind the curtains there's a hidden fact. Heels and shoes are filled with shards of glass; Behind dress and tuxedo's there's a hidden blast — Withal on the lights, they genuinely smile. Let's move on and see the richest person alive: They lurk abaft the gallanting suits and tie; No day their feet cannot step on bars of silvers and gold, Constantly crediting the humanity's sliver of hope — Supported by government for the economy's growth. Do you know someone born to be Einstein's child? —A person whose thought process is unbelievably wide, “What are emotions?” They frequently asked; “Are those things related to a logical fact?” Feelings are hindrance towards a brighter side. We all know the people whom we proclaimed as leaders— Behind the tall, wide walls they silently titters: “Citizens are corrupted with money and blind rights; This nation will never survive in a war nor in childish fights.” Some politicians bought their roles, drinking leisure on their seats. And there's someone like me— a bit higher, on the top— Words are magical, making an astonishing plot; Thy pen bleeds thread, weaving a wondrous craft— Who knows they withhold theirs and other people's life art, They'll keep going as long as the threadmill continues to spin. Their tales are narrated a bit later, a bit little; But that was a telltale with lots of missing details, Are you willing to share the secrets found in the middle?
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I don't know if I'm imagining things, but it feels like things are happening. I'm smiling like I always do. But, I'm happier these days, it's true. I've got my reasons; I'm not crediting the season. But, the Sun can help, I know it's true. It seems as though, it's bleeding through. I've got my reasons and don't blame them on the season. I know it's true- It seems it's true. The sun is slowly burning through.
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Jul 20, 2010
Jul 20, 2010 at 12:42 AM UTC
The Sun is Slowly Burning Through
fourth of nine I was nineteen years young when he asked me to stay he went “back home” and got a young wife knew he would pass before her asked me again when I was twenty three crediting my older brothers as having lives of their own I guess he thought I wasn’t entitled to mine at first resentful feeling trapped unfairly especially since I was never a favored child but ended up not minding obligation’s onus appreciating her more in her elderly fragility realizing a caretaker’s privilege even underneath the family’s unappreciative eyes when he had his “fatal” heart attack I’m glad I was there to administer CPR but I carry the question always did I really help him? or did I prolong his suffering for two and a half months? after awakening from semi comatose’s state his memory was in and out some were upset by his lack of recognition but he never forgot me and in that I take solace he reiterated his wish on his deathbed like an anointing its oil poured upon my forehead and radiating inside me he thought I was good enough and equal to the task   I’ll never forget his final words a barely audible muttered plea that I figured out later he raised his eyebrows and nodded with a seemingly joyful expression as if we had an agreement he closed his eyes and went to sleep
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Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 1:05 AM UTC
LAST WORDS
Self-encouragement can erode with negativity, Plaguing the confidence in your own abilities. Discouraging thoughts derive from the soul, Or generate through external words of criticism. A negative can be approached by positivity, Through filtering out the toxic viewpoints. Tackling hostile judgments requires confidence, Crediting yourself with constructive attitudes. Evaluating the cause with optimistic stances, And rejecting the context related to lethal opinions.
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Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 4:25 PM UTC
Rejecting Negativity
You watched every letter that was pieced together into words You read every word that was placed into sentences You remembered every sentence that was placed into a poem But you never watched what you read about remembering to credit the poem of another; crediting & impersonating someone you wish to be Instead you credit the arts of a corrupted writer, & a false poet
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Aug 30, 2022
Aug 30, 2022 at 12:07 AM UTC
Plagiarism
crediting you as my savior like you did me a favor turning into spite causing so much smite dying within the walls where we once had our calls would it be a waste if i still chased when there's always a dullness hidden in the truthfulness when your feelings have faded and i'm completely jaded tired of this sophistry
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May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 1:54 PM UTC
anagapesis
on seeing what got posted on paper Joe saw that it was not of the true form in the piece lay an inept uniform this being so noted by the pro-draper of such structure he knew a great amount his years of experience were so well known as exhibited in what he'd long shown everything had to have the exact count they who didn't present it in correct light could expect a failure mark from his pen nothing imprecise was given a pass that would be his low score displaying might they'd need the thoroughness of apt ken when submitting for a crediting mass
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Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 11:34 PM UTC
Crediting Mass (Italian Sonnet)