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must read post for the people who are ACTUALLY genuine. …!! Thank u ‘mysteriousmindofmine’… – ekvablogger
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Must read post for the people who are ACTUALLY genuine. …! Thank u ‘mysteriousmindofmine’…. Mask – http:/ wp.me/s72Au7-mask. June 13, 2016. June 13, 2016. DO U GET JEALOUS? Heyy…same pinch…! Me too. :). Fear: Turn ur enemy into friend! 2 thoughts on “ must read post for the people who are ACTUALLY genuine. …! Thank u ‘mysteriousmindofmine’…. June 19, 2016 at 8:15 am. Thank you for the feature 😊. Liked by 1 person. June 19, 2016 at 10:40 am. My pleasure. . 🙂. Liked by 1 person. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Book Sacrifice Tag | Life & Times
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Living life one day at a time in Doha! Letters To The Moon. March 23, 2016. March 23, 2016. I was tagged by the awesome Mahnoor of Musings Of A Girl. You make blogging a little easier on days I would have skipped otherwise. You’re in a store when the zombie apocalypse hits. The military informs everyone that over-hyped books are the zombies only weakness. What book that everyone else says is amazing but you disliked do you start chucking at the zombies? PS I Love You by Cecelia Ahern. You’re in English c...
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In Their Twilight Years – Unspoken
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Voice out your silent thoughts}. June 19, 2016. In Their Twilight Years. Not quite like what we see in prison,. Yet the suffering is parallel. Can be heard from a distance,. Amidst the deadly silence. As countless tears fall. The misery behind these curtains. Are so unconquerable;. Even in the sun’s brightness. One thought on “ In Their Twilight Years. June 19, 2016 at 11:22 pm. We must have hope in the darkest hours as well. Liked by 1 person. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Let It Go – Unspoken
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Voice out your silent thoughts}. August 1, 2016. August 1, 2016. That’s what you are. Black and white,. With a perfect patch of light brown. How I wish,. I can shower you with care forever,. But as with all relationships,. A pity this couldn’t last. Yet the same old princess you are. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. In Their Twilight Years.
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Closure – Unspoken
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Voice out your silent thoughts}. June 23, 2016. You were the light to my eyes,. But now you’ll be the light to my world. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out.
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Within – Unspoken
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Voice out your silent thoughts}. September 4, 2016. The darkest creatures,. Often lies within the craziest. Minute yet exaggerated motions,. Cover their unspoken fears. Silence provides solace,. But as always,. It’s deadly;. Nothing but a false pretense. For their suppressed being. So pick them up when you see them,. Don’t leave them behind. With just a simple action,. You may save their lives. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:.
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November 2014 – Summer Janacek's writing
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Summer Janacek's writing. Summer Janacek's writing. November 3, 2014. November 3, 2014. These past two days have been a nightmare. My husband and the authorities came shortly after my frantic calls. Professionalism was exchanged and Mario and I were left standing alone in the silence of a place. It was no longer our home, just a place. We live in a safe area. This wasn’t supposed to happen to us. We were robbed. We were exploited. We were stripped of the things we appreciated that we had everyday.
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Who are you? – Summer Janacek's writing
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Summer Janacek's writing. Summer Janacek's writing. February 26, 2015. March 4, 2015. With a steady breath, but tired eyes his calloused hand holds tobacco wrapped in thin paper. And with a deep inhale embers illuminate the grayness around him from the last reaching of the winter sun. Who are you behind the filter on your lips and the poignant smoke in your lungs? Who are you behind the blueness in your eyes and the furrow in your brow? A man of confidence and fear, of wisdom and unfamiliarity. You are c...
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Down The Hole | Thoughts On Words
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August 20, 2015. Mdash; Leave a comment. Into the hole,. We spin and fall. Up the mountain,. And into the wall! Left and right,. We swerve with might,. And finally we stop,. We’ve reached the top! But right then we fall,. Once again hit the wall,. Swerve once more,. And hit the floor! And then with a deafening roar,. High we soar,. This entry was tagged creative writing. Laquo; Previous Post. Next Post ». Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). On 6 AM Questions.
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The hardest part – Summer Janacek's writing
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Summer Janacek's writing. Summer Janacek's writing. December 1, 2014. December 2, 2014. There are times that I am amazed at how people take communication for granted; verbal and nonverbal alike. We speak, we sing, we chant. We communicate with our eyes, our posture, our proxemics. And my sister can’t. And that is it. You see, I have this memory as one of my first and it upsets me because my youngest sister, Celeste, doesn’t. She was not alive in the days that Misty could talk. Those days we...Today her c...
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