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Don't tell me that I am by chibibell19, literature

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Don't tell me that I am

Don’t tell me that I am beautiful, Don’t hold me tightly, And say you will never let me go. Don’t make me believe that you love me, Don’t make promises that I believe you have no intention to keep. Because I believe that I know deep down you are just looking for a chance to escape, while causing as little damage as possible. But Don’t ever tell me I am not strong enough. Because I have been to my own personal hell and back, and I don’t need to prove myself to you, just to myself. I know that somehow you will kill me, slowly. And it won’t matter how hard I try to fight it, because you have alway

What do you want to be by chibibell19, literature

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What do you want to be

When I was young I was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, and I said a pizza baker When asked what I wanted to study when I went to school, and I said I guess English Now when asked what I want to do with my life I say I don't know, but I really just don't want to share all my dreams and secrets with someone who doesn't want to listen I want to study the stars that twinkle in some peoples eyes I want to measure the wind that makes the grass on the hill dance I want to write the mysteries of the soul in the palm of my hand and then use that hand to show it to the world I want to inspect the tiniest particle while digging my toes i

The Judgement Call by chibibell19, literature

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The Judgement Call

Just a matter of perspective, If one is to open their eyes, Would they see the truth or the lies? Would they, if asked, make the final call? To send others afar or watch as they fall, From the grace of another’s eye who held, Their trust, hard won and forever cherished, Would you place judgment on those who, See through a different looking glass than you, Will you be the one to cast them out, Of the light and damn them for a, Different point of view when they don’t, Cast foul judgment, even on you.

Seperation by chibibell19, literature

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Seperation

Bind my arms to the sails of a ship bound for oblivion, Forget my face and my voice; let me curse you no more. Let the memories of me decay with time, And with them any emotion or attachment you held dear. Throw my photos to the wind, let them pass, Over the mountains of remembrance, don’t look to them. When my name is uttered, or you hear my voice in the rain, Pay it no mind, continue on, stay in the fog of your mind that, Convinces you nothing happened, for that is how you will go on, As if I never set my gaze on you, or you me, As if you never touched me.

Bad apple a.k.a the Tramp by chibibell19, literature

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Bad apple a.k.a the Tramp

To the tramp who makes me want to punch her in the throat Why is that you, insignificant as you are in my life, seem to find a way to get under my skin Your beauty is only skin deep and I can see through the caramel coating of make-up that you paint on your face Into the rotting core of the bitchy bad apple that you are You are the type of person that I want to punch in the throat, with your sicky sweet outside and your Hollow and cantankerous and emotionless center You have found a way to piss me off so extremely, and why is that. Its because you are fake and you make me feel like no matter how much I try, no one will see you for Wha

Wrinkles by chibibell19, literature

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Wrinkles

Surrender yourself to the endless decay of time, You had your youth, now you are past your prime No longer are you supple and soft, but withered with, The passing of the years. Let someone else learn from, Your wrinkles and scars. Tell us what it was really like In your endless youth, because there aren’t many ways To live and feel and breath and not have suffered, and loved, And succeeded, and hated, and not have lived at all

slings and arrows by chibibell19, literature

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slings and arrows

your side, slick with blood where the arrow of love and hate has pierced your skin and let the crimson flood that flows, like words on a page, out of your body and your cry for help goes unheard as you watch the hated and loved tormentor sneer at your faulty to dodge this unseen obstacle that with its poisoned tip has made you lay down you defenses to leave you exposed and naked in the darkness of human passion and cruelty. nothing to shield you from the forbidding words that you once thought kind, no barrier between you and the blows that break your spirit that, once you longed for so desperately. you watch as the red liquid pools at

Glinting like diamonds, pulver by chibibell19, literature

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Glinting like diamonds, pulver

Glinting like diamonds, pulverized broken glass that stabs the very center of your soul through the bottoms of your feet, freezing the words as they get caught in your throat and when they finally burble to the surface the wind whips it away as if they never happened, and travels down into your lungs and fills them with the cold clear air and reminds you that breathing is necessary, even if it hurts. It hurts to live, but to take it all away and end the pain is to tread into unknown waters that may be deeper than the universe is large and may be composed of milk and honey, or fire and brimstone or absolute nothingness, and that’s

What is love?Is it stopping i by chibibell19, literature

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What is love?Is it stopping i

What is love? Is it stopping in the middle of the road, in the middle of the rain just to reaffirm that yes, indeed, I Love You, Is it holding back their tears or crying diamonds with them Fighting a dragon that has captured a man or woman you’ve known for less than a week, Or is singing, until your ears bleed, about all the nice things come to mind when you think about the person who has caught your fancy Or yelling “No!!!” when the one you want is an inch from a sword point and hence death Or is it following them with a pup like idolatry, thinking that they are the center of the universe, as they go all over the unive

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Don't tell me that I am by chibibell19, literature

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What do you want to be by chibibell19, literature

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What do you want to be

The Judgement Call by chibibell19, literature

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The Judgement Call

Seperation by chibibell19, literature

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Seperation

Bad apple a.k.a the Tramp by chibibell19, literature

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Bad apple a.k.a the Tramp

Wrinkles by chibibell19, literature

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Wrinkles

slings and arrows by chibibell19, literature

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slings and arrows

Glinting like diamonds, pulver by chibibell19, literature

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Glinting like diamonds, pulver

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Mar 24
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Deviant for 11 years
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My name is Nicole
Which, in Greek is Nike, who is the goddess of victory. It’s what my father would have been named if he had been a girl.
And it’s scary how much I am like him sometimes, other times I wish I was more so.
It’s a well-known fact that you will hear me before you see me because I have a tendency to be loud when I really should keep my mouth shut, and when I need to be loud you can’t coax a peep out of me which causes problems when there are things that need to be said.
And I always say that actions speak louder than words, so I try to pour my words into my hugs, my tears, my laughter and my furrowed brow.
My greatest fear is not being heard, because when people stop listening they stop caring, and when they stop caring they stop seeing.
My second greatest fear is being lost in the dark, because I don’t want to lose my shadow which I think needs to be convinced to stick around, to not leave me behind, because in the end I have nothing else and no one else, except my shadow.
You can often see me skipping, since I do not know how to dance, no one has ever asked me too.
I live in an almost constant state of laughter, but just a little doubt in myself can kill me.
A lot of my poetry is sad, but that is just because I feel shallow when I am happy, like I don’t deserve to be, and when my lover pulls me into a kiss my lips feel awkward due to the shock that someone wants to touch me and not cause me to fear them.
Victory is something I have not felt and it is not because I am afraid to try.
My name is Nicole
I like watching the wind play with the grass swing music, and time well spent.
I have recently discovered the beauty of holding someone else’s hand and every time I do I take a bit of them with me.

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chibibell19

Sep 21, 2013

Swimmingly....But for how long?

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Wow have things changed since my last Journal. I have been hired by Dierbergs as a Deli/Seafood Clerk, moved in with my boyfriend, obtained a working and reliable car, and to top it off I have been given a promise ring by my boyfriend. My writing, though depressing it may sound most of the time, is getting better just have to edit and whatnot before exposing it to the world. Halloween is also coming up soon, and I have been lassoed into a group costume thing....Steam-punk Alice in Wonderland, with myself as the Dormouse. I'm pretty sure all seven of us in the group are going to have a ball with it. So basically things are going swimmingly

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chibibell19

Jun 18, 2013

If only, If only

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Gosh is it a sad thing that I sit here on my bed waiting for the summer to end. For summer has always been long and tedious, but this time, this time its different. I'm not lonely, only tired. I'm not one to stay idle but recently slowing down has been the name of the game, and catching my breath on the cool breeze that ushers in the rainstorms, if only I could travel within the clouds and see things from another view, that is not my own. If only I could grasp the raindrops and gaze into the perfection of the tears of the atmosphere and feel the rapture of natural beauty. But it is not so. And here I sit, wanting nothing more than to hear the

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