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Broken Mirror

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Reads 10,832
Votes 1,611
Parts 89
Time 55m

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"Words forgotten are wisdom forsaken." - Anonymous.

Break a mirror and you might have bad luck (superstition) but the truth is break a mirror and you'll see pieces of who you really are reflected in the shards.

This collection chronicles the little sneak peaks you get to see of yourself in every shard.  

Highest ranking: 72 [27/11/2015]

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HELP ME by QueenOfDarkenDreams

DURING MY LIFE During my life, I had to learn to meet my adversity gracefully, in my active life, I have amused myself in writing poems, I scribbled words down, and see where it would lead me it didn't matter what kind of place I was at, or emotions, I have written it down, because writing is a way I can relieve my pains. Whatever I do, or what I may be feeling, good or bad, I write and I write where my imaginations take control and lead me into a place of transformation, like magic, where all those images pop into action, bring out their true characters. This is a place I buried my anger and all my daily pains of what this life brings my way. I write and I keep on writing until I have nothing more to write about at the moment, but there is a lot of time I wrote continuously without interruptions. You will find mixed poems of long ago I have written. -Judy Emery © 1990 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery.

--Bridges-- by infinitely_isomeric

One of the favourite lessons reading books has taught me is that you're never alone, not alteast in thoughts and words. There are others who think like you, feel like you and react like you. It's like that sometimes, our unspoken thoughts are the bridges that connect us, even though we might be miles apart. And so, I've written them down in the hope that there are many out there in this world who would be willing to walk these bridges leading to me-the real, raw and unhidden self I am- my heart and mind and soul. And I really want to walk over to your side and feel what you are like. You are the one to decide whether you want to build 'em or not... ----------------- Cover by me! None of the media used in this book belongs to me.

Give me shelter by SabastianStefano

Have you ever felt so lonely you believed there was nothing left for you? Stashed away, merely forgotten. I mean you could cry and cry, yet no one would hear you. At least no one you truly once loved. Being yourself can be detrimental to others happiness, and so you down play who you are. You devalue your beliefs, your morals fall short and that hollow rock turns into your Mirror. Do you matter anymore? Would anyone care if you simply disappeared? Could you find your way out of the darkness? Look Closer is one of my favourite quotes and so I'll use it as a guide to understanding the complex characters you're about to meet.

What's eating you? by ButterflyDoll

~*~ Warning this story may be triggering!~*~ In today's world, skinny is beautiful. Skinny people get it better, because they are beautiful. Where ever you look, you'll see a skinny woman, or a fit man. But what happens when you don't have that Ideal body? Do you work out? Diet? Starve yourself to the point where you can count your ribs? What will you do to achieve that "beautiful body?" Follow one girl on her journey struggling with a eating disorder. Feel the pain she does when she looks in the mirror and feels so wrong about her body. Learn how society warped her mind to believing there is something wrong with her. Learn the meaning of true beauty.

Taped Broken Heart by alex1horrell

What happens when you forget to close your blinds? When something happens to you that is so normal that you accidentally forget your surroundings? This can cause everything to change, just one mistake and your life is changed. But is it really a mistake, or is it your Hero? Book 1 of the Broken Heart series #355 in strength (7/22/2108) #9 in afraidtolove (7/22/2018) #676 in player (7/22/2018) #332 in player (8/2/2018) #3 in afraidtolove (8/2/2018)

The Days With No Sun by hello-no-one

Sometimes we fear truth over reality. But things get dark and heavy and we play the blame game. We end up hurting others or ourselves even. We don't think before we act or we don't say before we do. This is the evolution of my madness. A cluster of rants and thoughts and poems for you guys. Everything is written how I wanted it to be rants will be long with few pauses and there will be mistakes I might have skipped over. Aha. Poems at the beginning from when I was 15 years old to now when Im 18. Truly a visual of my writing evolution. Edited by @ChemicalStarling who writes a lot but never posts! Read on, loves. I'll see you on the other side...

Shatter Me by Lianna_Grace

Meet Serenity. She lives a life full of fear; afraid to hand her trust over to a single soul. She's been hurt so many times, she feels as if one crack would shatter her world. So she keeps herself locked inside her own her own little world, not letting anyone in. But what if one guy can change her outlook on life with just a few words? When a guy unexpectedly stumbles into her life without her even trying, she's amazed at the way he stands out to her. He somehow makes her feel good inside -- something she hasn't felt in years. In fear, she tries to push him out of her life but instead finds herself feeling safer around him. Maybe what Serenity needs is to be shattered after all. Maybe instead of breaking her, it just turns out to be a breakthrough. Maybe a shattered world is actually a way of letting people, who you don't realize how much you need, into your life. **

Speechless by bewjejaa_

A series of short stories, each detailing different phases of my life. Why stories? I have never been comfortable expressing my thoughts and emotions out loud. Words are my safe haven in this life. Only with my writing, can the people around me understand the running thoughts in my mind. Without words, Without writing, Who am I? - A blank canvas, waiting to be painted.

Restless Things by AtlasKentCollins

"I didn't realize what damage heat can do To flesh so bare So I poured you out all over me Until I was undone And shaking But after the fire has gone All that's left is ash and wilted skin So now I know Better" -The Things You Left Behind (Poetry, Prose, and Short Essays)

(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE] by NeonNebulae

my keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )

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Restless Things cover

(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE] cover

HELP ME

DURING MY LIFE During my life, I had to learn to meet my adversity gracefully, in my active life, I have amused myself in writing poems, I scribbled words down, and see where it would lead me it didn't matter what kind of place I was at, or emotions, I have written it down, because writing is a way I can relieve my pains. Whatever I do, or what I may be feeling, good or bad, I write and I write where my imaginations take control and lead me into a place of transformation, like magic, where all those images pop into action, bring out their true characters. This is a place I buried my anger and all my daily pains of what this life brings my way. I write and I keep on writing until I have nothing more to write about at the moment, but there is a lot of time I wrote continuously without interruptions. You will find mixed poems of long ago I have written. -Judy Emery © 1990 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery.