It’s hard to fess up but I’m desperately scared.
It’s new; I had never felt so scared and frightened before.
I find stepping out of my room hard
Not because I don’t know what might happen, that’s mostly because I know what is about to take place.
I have already gone through torturing pains
And now so afraid to see things repeat....
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I feel as if I can communicate with objects, what ever I see truly touches me,; I’m writing about the most lifeless stuff around us; and when ever it arrives, I’m scared.....
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How can they sometimes be so cruel and feel too proud???????
This is an unanswered question.....
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8 comments:
You really wrote these yourself?
hi dear maryam
i miss u alot
thank u for your writing
it is beautiful...
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.
Really nice work.
Well done!
very profound and nice
mahdi-Malaysia
mitoonim bishatr baham ashn a beshim!
merci
nazanin
Dear Maria, Nazanin,Mahdi,Ali,Iman, and dear unknown visiter, tnx a lot
u made my day
keep coming plz
سلام
آنان که به کنج عافیت بنشستند
دندان سک و دهان مردم بستند
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نمی دونم درست فهمیدم یا نه
نمی دونم به کی گفتم یک بار که زندگی آنقدر ارزش نداره که ما بی شرافت زندگی کنیم
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من حس انسانی تو رو درک می کنم گرچه مثل خود تو وهمه ما نمی تونم کاری بکنم اما این سوال بی جواب هم نیست
خونی که در اون شرافت نباشه همیشه احساس افتخار می کنه بدون هیچ رنجی و هیچ فاصله ای
فقط ما آدم های ساده هستیم که با سو صدا به جون هم افتادیم و قبل از اون ها خودمون رو می خوریم
رنج تو رنج بشریت متعالی هست
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اما فقط همه با باید یاد بگیریم که این رنج رو توی سینه های همدیگر مشترک کنیم و دست بو دست توی دست های هم بچرخانیم ...
بدون این که نگاه های مان به هم گره بخورد
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برای ایران فراموش شده و این جغرافیای همیشه مظلوم و کهن
بگذریم
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