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one heart, one home by david-weems, literature

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one heart, one home

There is always something there, through all the hardships and struggles, we still hold each other up. we may hang our heads in defeat but we are strong, extra-ordinary. Through all of it we did not give up, we threatened to give in to the hate but soon turned out backs in disgust to that. My family is happy despite all it's doubts. My family is strong forgetting all defeats. we refuse to give in, no matter the circumstances. One heart equals all and one home is our life. Where ever we go our love is our home. At times it may be broken,cold, lost or tired, but we still have one family, one life, more love than one can imagine. To imagine a pi

Watchful eyes by david-weems, literature

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Watchful eyes

These watchful eyes, how they morn alone Careful to draw back such careful tones Is there really any gain from such pain Letting out just one single woe These watchful eyes, gaze empty lanes Wishing to find some sort of gain Others say,"You should make them pay." so these watchful eyes board the train They only return once a may Dark in the sockets, there they lay Others ask, like a dog with a bone They say,"I don't want to make them pay." How can others ask,"Have they grown?" They do not whisper "Now.", a glow They do not take form, to be flown These watchful eyes, have found a home.

my true self by david-weems, literature

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my true self

The simple breaking of dawn, filling the emptiness to the brim with opaque pink. never before have I seen this blissful color turn to such a mastery of darkness. deep in the trench of red that loiters in my body, it quivers in the twilight as groups pull together. the men pull the ladies close, careful to caress their fragile being, not allowing a wisp of hair to be out of place as if they were dolls. children playfully sang, going along with the light thuds of logs that lingered for moments at a time. As for I, what i could i do besides wait till the last bell had rung, sending them into nothing less of a riot. immobile,two escorts lifted

luna by david-weems, literature

chance by david-weems, literature

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chance

there was a piece of her that gave me es and broke my heart into pieces when she cried. im not sure what it was that made me feel this way, but i knew i had to do something to set things right between us. i threw on my coat and stepped out the door, a rush of cool air chilled my bare legs. this would be this first time i had left the house to reach out for her in years and for some reason, it felt wrong. glancing back a few times my foot teetered on the edge of the door, daring to step back in. "linda? are you going out?" he called out from the back. Ryan has a tendency to not care wheather i was there or not, and it ripped at me. one

I'm not your silent girl. by david-weems, literature

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I'm not your silent girl.

Dear Iggy, I can no longer take you as a burden. we weren't,and never will be, lovers. You had taken me as a mentor under good reason,but soon gave in pressure to her and sided with the one we both wished to be free from. for a long time you have known my status on the subject but yet you push it on again and again. So how am I to trust, when my voice is so easily ignored. so, now that I am given the chance to speak freely, I finally chose to leave for good. Nor will her compliance change it. When we first met I thought of you as a boy with many reasons to tease, due to who I shared relations. Naturally, taking a slight defense I then

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one heart, one home by david-weems, literature

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Watchful eyes by david-weems, literature

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my true self by david-weems, literature

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my true self

luna by david-weems, literature

chance by david-weems, literature

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chance

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May 18
United States
Deviant for 10 years
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im just another girl that likes to write in new ways and try to find a way to make myself happy. please judge my stuff I love it when people do that so then I know what I should do more often. I may randomly bring up stuff about well anything if you find a way to help my weird ways or again have some thing to say about stories feel free to send a message.

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spaceballs!!

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walking dead/anime

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yes/ any 80's/ vocaloid

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wish you well

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david baldacci

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david-weems

May 24, 2013

Devious Journal Entry

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hey so my career choice has gone a little every where lately so..with that said i may be opening a little "in home bakery"! I haven't started yet but i do intend to once i get some orders in, with that said please send me a note if you want any baked goods or to darksoul1896 she is a close friend who may be willing to send the message to me. hopefully this works out good and ill try to keep writing. thanks guys! bye-ya: little olive

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May 16, 2013

a hope for heaven

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(hi im new so please give me a chance with this its a bit mushy but its not going to be the same. fair warning im really bad at spelling)        it was cold out although winter had ceased. her long legs stood proudly at the bay. much like the small roots of a tree, her toes dipped in the water as it swayed. min you I was only a 14 year old boy, and I was in love. that first spring I would lose that love too.    her name was nina hamelton. 5'6', long blonde hair and a beautiful accent. it just had that hint that you could tell she was from down south, well further than nash. nina lived in a cozy cottage with her mother father and two older