Silly Little Ditty
Scratch your head and pull it out; something you can write about.
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pchinnery
London based loner, wandering through the shadows of his mind. Twitter: @paulchinnery
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RIP Opuss
An albeit beautiful, but copy and pasted Bob Marley quote that took little effort in finding and even less effort to post - 992 "likes".
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My Religion
"When I do good I feel good. When I do bad I feel bad. That is my religion." ~ Abraham Lincoln.
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The Raft
The raft was breaking. Just the two of us, on opposite corners, rocking gently, drifting.
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Boxes
"So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them." ~ Sylvia Plath.
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She
I stepped through shadows, catching glimpses and half glances as she danced and sang as only she can.
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A Little Darker
I tried so hard to be a better man, to walk away from the pain of a dying love.
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Love Over Logic?
I have a question for those that have known love.
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I Found Myself Lost
A brief walk of necessity led me to the cool evening air that wrapped me in fresh clothing and pulled my eyes skyward.
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Opuss Request
Dear Opuss, Please consider removing the ranking system.
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Sorrowful Twist
When I expect joy but find only pain; when I look for adventure but find only a prison; when I reach out for friendship but grasp only air and the world outside is darker than the light inside my...
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The Imp
Love is a mischievous imp. Its joyous embrace so warm and enchanting, its whisper an echo of a song thought forgotten and its laughter as sweet and invigorating as the first day of spring.
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Death In The Foothills
Some men storm imaginary Alps all their lives, and die in the foothills cursing difficulties which do not exist. ~Edgar Watson Howe.
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The Shape Of Emptiness
It's hard putting feelings of emptiness into words. How can you express something that is inherently void. How can you describe a hollow space.
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The Ghost
I tread carefully through the streets where I live; a ghost unseen, barely breathing with shadowy eyes cast down to my heavy feet.
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Beginning Of The End
I had friends once. A life too. Seems so long ago now. I tell myself I was right to let them go.
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