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Stuttering (scientifically known as dysphemia) is a speech disorder in which the flow of speech is disrupted by prolongations, repetitions, and blocks of sounds, syllables, words o...
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Friday November 27, 2009
Poetry
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through the torchered eyes
by andrew zlenka
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LsATT43Kp9w (to put u kinda in hte mood)
Agony is all the torchred prisoner held crying out in pain he trembled and collapsed ont...
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Mind thy rage by
Andrew zlenka
The tower has held us for many of centuries;suttporting us and protecting us from the major harm of our lives. As the tower protects us, we protect the tower from o...1 Recommendation9 Comments -
The fallen protector (WARNING MAY CAUSE FLASH BACKS OR si or thoughts of suicide only read if stable
Wednesday, December 3, 2008 |
by: caretaker...
The Fallen protector &n...1 Recommendation6 Comments -
story may cause triggers to cut or si dont read unless u are stable
Monday, December 1, 2008 |
by: caretaker...
(not named)
by andrew z
Death such a sweet nector for some. It sooths the pain, the agony of life. A young man puts the knife to his wrist 3 quick motions then it goes up his arm 3 times then his leg 3 times , he switches the knife hand 3 to the wristh then the arm, then finnaly to the le. Holding...1 Recommendation5 Comments -
for those who did not read b4 here it is again
Ocrus, my home
By andrew zlenka
I die, i fall
Down, down, to the pits
To where the bottem where there are those who are resting, sobbing, or grieving.
When I get to the bottem I grieve of what i have done
But i don't let it overcome me death like life shall go on or will go on.
Love sadness wanting to protect
Those things keep me going and I find a ladde...1 Recommendation5 Comments -
Broken and confused
By Andrew Zlenka
Firey anger and self mourning passes through my min...1 Recommendation4 Comments -
deaths disguise is looking at me in the mirror laughing i wear it well and laugh again death death me? who am i to kid who am i to get such roalyties to life i shall stay never rsting never waiting never stoping just keep going suc a fool i am ha ldeath my live i leave thee never to join u in everlasting sleep o gods i want to die to be with death but i live gods i want to die but life for me lif...1 Recommendation4 Comments
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for those who did not read b4 here it is again
Ocrus, my home
By andrew zlenka
I die, i fall
Down, down, to the pits
To where the bottem where there are those who are resting, sobbing, or grieving.
When I get to the bottem I grieve of what i have done
But i don't let it overcome me death like life shall go on or will go on.
Love sadness wanting to protect
Those things keep me going and I find a ladde...1 Recommendation4 Comments -
death life oblivion
By Andrew Zlenka
Crying mourning dying
Such pain everyone crying over the loss
Why cry? Noone cared only faked it
Casket red wood blood like polished and shining
His wrists red with all the scars
The razor did this they think
Their pain hidden in a mask of agony and anger
After he is buried they live their life they forget him dont remeber what he did for them
Rage in being forgotten b...1 Recommendation3 Comments -
crimson regret by andrew zlenka (will cause triggers or flashback possible suicdal thoughts)
Thursday, December 18, 2008 |
by: caretaker...
Crimson regret
by andrew zlenka
I hold out my arm and a razor 'do what you will' i scream &...2 Recommendations2 Comments
