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Well thanks to @daydreambaby I now have control of the world mwahahahahahahahah *cough* Well for all you fascinated readers, your word is: Whatever.
:::::::::;;;;;;;;young writers house hold;;;;;;;;;::::::::: As I got up, I felt a pang of hurt, of tenderness. It was as if my life had no point. No point in breathing. Passing out. No. Get over it?.
#youngwritershousehold. Your like a rose. So detailed. So intricate. So beautiful. But dangerous. Luring me in with your beauty. Like bees to a rose. Driving them crazy.
He reminds me of the Rose. The memory wiped away as the colour drains.
If can create Then I can rate When I create I wait I wait for a good result But I might get an insult However I don't stop I don't care if I flop At least I am creative At least I am...
#youngwritershousehold . Sorry I will have to delay the results until tomorrow... As I don't have any entries at all!!. Never mind. But please enter. I forgot all about it until now. Please repost!.
So the next #youngwritershousehold . Wasn't expecting it at all, everyones was truly amazing. So I had to come up with something quick, but luckily I though of a good word. -I...
The candle burns, A flickering light, It's soft, warm glow, Lighting up the night. By candlelight, I write a note, My tears stain the paper, Smudge the words I wrote.
#youngwritershousehold. Like a candle. My heart warms. At the thought of you. Like a bird. My heart sings. At your name. Like a plane. My heart flies. At the sight of you. Like a flower.
#youngwritershousehold C an a candle A ttract other things. Never say no Don't stick to the facts L earn the importance, safety and E nergy it can give.
#youngwritershousehold. Fire. Rages. Inside my soul. Livid. Orange. My blood runs cold. Sparks. Cascade. From my very skin. Crackles. Buzzing. In my ears, hear the din. Emotions. Tinder.
I remember tears, How they poured down your face, About all the years, That had turned to waste, My nails bit into my skin, Because after it all, I did not even win, And there you stood tall, Jaws...
'Twas my birthday, Yesteryear, Hip hip hooray. We did all cheer, But 'twas not great, 'Cause we made the mistake, Of adding baking soda, The the birthday cake.
#youngwritershousehold Cup half empty, Cup half full. Does it really mean a thing. Or is it all bull. If you like to lie-in, Or you're an early bird. Does that say something about you.
#youngwritershousehold @Davedave16 #mug You stare me down as I glance down You seem to chuckle while I frown In the grief and sadness I have drowned But I won't do it anymore.
#youngwritershousehold I sniff that chocolatey air My cup fills up with steam I reach for it , it's too hot Might may not be too keen I look around to see If anyone is looking I have a second go...
Your fingers rest around the mug, rubbing the surface worriedly.
You told me I was special, No one better in the world, Sent messages on the radio, But then your plan unfurled.
I shield my eyes from what comes down,. Is it rain, hail, snow. Whatever it is, it causes a frown,. It can't be rain, hail or snow, no it can't NO NO NO. It's ice, that's here,. making people suffer.
#youngwritershousehold. R ING. I T. N ICE AND. GENTLY. I NCLUDING. T EDDYS. N EVER DO. I T WITH. C RAZY. E NVY. A ND. N EVER. D ING IT. G OT AN. E NDING. N OT REALLY IM. T ELLING YOU NOW.
Because YWHH hasn't been running for a while... I thought - with a little help from @janflower and @LottiePenguin - that I'll start it off again.... So here goes nothing.
What's happening with #youngwritershousehold. Who's judging. What's the word. When's the deadline?.
#youngwritershousehold That vibrant and erupting sparkle in their eye, The many times they come to you to cry. You're their loving mother, And to them, there is no other.
They make you laugh, They make you cry, But before you, They shouldn't die. Yet it still happens, In places poor, Where death is knocking, In their door.