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POEMS

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LOST LOVE

It seems as the darkness has invaded the light
The stars are no longer hanging on the clouds
Hearts going into scuffle
And a tussle for who's right
Memories turning into shrouds
To cover the what we had love.

And the scythe no longer knows its duty
When it chase the only precious little thing
And gouging through the naked heart
Lurching in opposite directions 
And lusty voices losing confidence
That love was certainly a twinkle

When in just a blink
Million tears has fallen
When non is being strict
The heart left out crawling
At least memories can't be killed
So the what we had love will be remembered

CHRISTMAS

Sharing with a smile,
Giving , making it right,
For those in need , show light,
Give from heart , to heart.

Nothing big , nothing small,
Nobody is perfect , let's rejoin,
And give birth , to a little joy,
A little , for Jesus being born.

A time with family never hurts,
Make every moment last,
Like the sun rolling in the sky,
Then divide , form stars during the night

WHO AM I ?

Who am I ?
To go through all these pains.
To love even when not loved,
But love with my everything.
To go all out unconditionally,
The get my heart broken again.
But smiles and say I’m alright.

Who am I ?
To hide my pains with smile.
To show the best on my worst,
And preach peace to the rest.
Inspired by my own downfall,
Always rises my head up when I’m down.
Then smile and say I’m alright.

Who am I ?
To pray the sun never comes out.
To wish I die an awesome dearth,
Then followed by a useless burial
To cry in my sleep every night,
And wish the night is my last,
Then wake up and say I’m fine.

17 years old , humbled and bruised, 
Suicidal and emotionally broken.
Heartless from time to time,
No longer cares about love.
Drained and pained
Is who I am.

STORIES

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Young And Bold

By Willam Jr posted December 22, 2018

This is a short story about a anonymous 18 years old boy , a young funny , smart , respectful , humble boy and didn’t talk a lot. He was dedicated to his school work and loved farming.

He was one of the coolest student in the class , but never allowed anyone to disturb him. Until one day , things turned the other way around. And he ended up in a fight , which he didn’t start. Just because he was not a sweet talker , he then got kicked out of the school.

He got out and headed home , or that’s what we all thought he did , just to find out that on his way home , he committed suicide.

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