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  <title>ambelies_writes</title>
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  <updated>2011-12-18T03:23:13Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-16:1138022:772</id>
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    <title>Glass</title>
    <published>2011-12-18T03:23:13Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-18T03:23:13Z</updated>
    <category term="poetry 2011"/>
    <dw:mood>cold</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">Glass&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;Glass&lt;br /&gt;Shattered &lt;br /&gt;Broken&lt;br /&gt;Brittle&lt;br /&gt;Glass&lt;br /&gt;Sharp&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling&lt;br /&gt;Dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Cutting&lt;br /&gt;Glass&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant&lt;br /&gt;Shining&lt;br /&gt;Glass&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Glass&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;Glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ambelies_writes&amp;ditemid=772" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-16:1138022:690</id>
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    <title>ambelies_writes @ 2011-12-17T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2011-12-18T03:19:48Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-18T03:19:48Z</updated>
    <category term="2011"/>
    <category term="poetry"/>
    <dw:mood>thoughtful</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">This is what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;to feel as if my skin is stretched&lt;br /&gt;too tight over my sharpened bones&lt;br /&gt;pieces of my soul shriveling and drying&lt;br /&gt;flaking away, &lt;br /&gt;People wanting to "fix" me&lt;br /&gt;like i'm some broken toy laying&lt;br /&gt;boneless on the ground with my strings&lt;br /&gt;cut and lifeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;To know that what I feel&lt;br /&gt;May not be rational, &lt;br /&gt;Those thoughts, aren't my own&lt;br /&gt;and there is no reason for me&lt;br /&gt;to sit here, crying&lt;br /&gt;Except that today is friday&lt;br /&gt;and that the sun is not shining&lt;br /&gt;and rain is dripping from the eaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;To look outside myself and see&lt;br /&gt;that i am not like everyone else&lt;br /&gt;I wear a mask i carry a wall&lt;br /&gt;to keep others out&lt;br /&gt;and myself in&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost numb to it all&lt;br /&gt;or at least that's what I tell &lt;br /&gt;Myself and everyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;To gather myself together&lt;br /&gt;and shove the tears back in&lt;br /&gt;to taste the salt and the bitter&lt;br /&gt;and walk with a smile touching my lips&lt;br /&gt;to make sure noone else sees&lt;br /&gt;or is uncomfortable around me&lt;br /&gt;I want so badly to be normal&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to smile for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;possibly I will feel differently &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow or the next day&lt;br /&gt;because every day is different&lt;br /&gt;but this is how it feels for me now&lt;br /&gt;perhaps tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;or the next day&lt;br /&gt;I will feel something else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ambelies_writes&amp;ditemid=690" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-16:1138022:377</id>
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    <title>ambelies_writes @ 2011-12-16T15:05:00</title>
    <published>2011-12-16T21:05:57Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-16T21:05:57Z</updated>
    <category term="first entry"/>
    <dw:mood>chipper</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">Hi, this is my first entry, this is going to be my writing journal, and I will eventually put stories, finished and unfinished here, as well as poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ambelies_writes&amp;ditemid=377" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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