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Embrace, Don't Resist redo by lucyblueup, literature

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Embrace, Don't Resist redo

Before the night we spoke of our worldviews, I thought I'd shoved my heart aside for good. But after that, a crush began to bud— unwanted flower of uncanny hues. Was a relationship what I pursued? Or did I seek your warmth because I could? I thought affections should have been withstood, yet in the end my thoughts returned to you. I'd deemed my reasons selfish and unsound: to keep you, take you, use you like a drug. I'd look for you in every face I see. Distressed, I searched until at last I found the laughter sparkling in your eyes. We hug so I give in, hold on, and let us be.

Silent Sentiment by lucyblueup, literature

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Silent Sentiment

I wonder what she's thinking now. Our lives have reached a gap. I wonder if our wandering thoughts could ever overlap. To think how easily I fell to such a desperate state. Addicted to her presence by a force I can't sedate. When I lent her a pen one day, I felt our fingers touch. If only we could touch some more… I wished for it so much. A memory of time we spent. I'm sure we're friends at least. Her laughter chiming in my ears, my love for her increased. I sometimes catch myself mid-smile Although I am alone. It is the very thought of her That warms me to the bone. So when my eyes can't find her shape, I fall into

Embrace by lucyblueup, literature

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Embrace

Before you told me from your point of view, I thought I'd pushed my heart aside for good. I ran away since first, I understood, The damage to myself I must undo. Is it companionship that I pursue? Or did I seek your warmth because I could? I ought to let you go; I know I should, But in the end my thoughts were stuck on you. I deemed my reasons selfish and unsound, To take you, keep you, use you like a drug. I'd look for you in every face I see, All focus lost 'til in your eyes I found Acceptance, laughter, guides us to a hug Where I give in, hold on, and let us be.

Innocent Ignorance by lucyblueup, literature

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Innocent Ignorance

"Sarah, why are you playing all by yourself?" Ms. Ruby walked over to me in my beanbag chair. I looked up at her and straightened my glasses. "I'm not playing by myself. I'm playing with Jonny!" I presented the little black and white kitten who also went to daycare every day. "Well, maybe you and Jonny would like to play with other friends?" "Friends? Okay! I like playing with friends!" I beamed and hugged Jonny tight. "Why don't you go see if Rebecca and Kristy want to play?" She directed me toward the painting sets in the corner, where Rebecca and Kristy were drawing. I skipped over to them with Jonny dangling in my arms. I grabbed a p

Don't Forget that Summer redo by lucyblueup, literature

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Don't Forget that Summer redo

On the last night, in a circle, heads rest upon blankets, meteor shower. Didn't know which way to look to catch sight of each streak of light. But gasps from all around would confirm the passing of another shooting star. The passing of another summer day. Those waking hours were just packed: a full day's time devoted to arranging a present of song and love for a birthday celebration. Another, the wild spiral down on a rollercoaster, made all the more fun by the presence of peers and panic. A day for hiking, a day for biking, and a fancy tea party in the front yard: the incongruity of every flavor of hot drink with a gro

Dialogue by lucyblueup, literature

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Dialogue

"Well, isn't this touching?" Spencer's drawl echoed from across the park. Tetra cringed and let her fingers slide out of Luke's grip as Spencer strolled briskly toward them. "Fancy seeing you out here, Luke," Spencer sneered, hardly meeting Luke in the eyes as he caught up to the couple in just a few strides. "Hey, Spence," Luke stammered, stiffening as Spencer drew closer. Even though he towered over Spencer, Luke somehow seemed less impressive and more awkward than the shorter, dark-haired teen. "We… we're just on our way to… the movies!" Tetra piped up. "Did you want to come?" "And be the third wheel? No, I don't thin

The Music Practice Room by lucyblueup, literature

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The Music Practice Room

At first the room is eerie: empty except for the grand piano, cramped with blank walls and a single window. The door swings shut as he and I creep in—the slam echoes and feels too loud, as if we are disturbing the barrenness. We sit down on that wooden bench in the music practice room. The keyboard lies before us, calling me to place my hands on the ivory and ebony. Then he puts his hands next to mine. A gentle warmth seeps across my skin; the window has no shutters to keep the sun from encroaching on our piano playing in the little room, where we try to liven up our surroundings by pushing down on those stiff, cold

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Embrace, Don't Resist redo by lucyblueup, literature

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Embrace, Don't Resist redo

Silent Sentiment by lucyblueup, literature

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Silent Sentiment

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Embrace

Innocent Ignorance by lucyblueup, literature

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Innocent Ignorance

Don't Forget that Summer redo by lucyblueup, literature

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Don't Forget that Summer redo

Dialogue by lucyblueup, literature

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Dialogue

The Music Practice Room by lucyblueup, literature

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The Music Practice Room

Tornado by lucyblueup, literature

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Tornado

Thirteen pages I wrote and sorted and polished: an ode to her beauty, a letter confessing all, an essay of my love. Undoubtedly, she would be persuaded by my silver-tongued writings. I closed my eyes and took a confident step, turned the doorknob to the outside where a gust of wind greeted me. With another step, I was lifted into the air. The clouds, blackened, a swirl of ominous red and gray, and even though I was spiraling through the sky, I could only think of her, as the thirteen pages slipped from my fingers. With steady but unsettling cracking, a tree crushed the house. The furniture flipped outside, covers wrenched off

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About lucyblueup

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May 20
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Deviant for 18 years
www.xanga.com/lizathemon
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mmm... i dunnoo... Vivi!

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Forrest Gump

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Boys Like Girls

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Robert Frost, Poe

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writing, drawing, gaming, scribbling, chatting, boys, sports, laughs, friends, fun... i dunno

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lucyblueup

Dec 30, 2010

the story

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so i actually met him back in april when i visited jhu for open house he was just one random kid same major went with me and my friend and sat in on a biomedical engineering class of some sort i didn't really know who he was at that point though he was with us but i didn't even know his name so he was just a kid didnt think much of him at all sometime right as school was starting i saw him at our candle lighting induction ceremony and i was like being myself, spaztic, etc "omg you!! you're that kid who i met at open house" and he's like 'o.o' but then later he said he remembered XD hahahaha :D you know me hehe so we ex

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lucyblueup

Nov 28, 2010

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I can't wait to hug his guts out lol but seriouslys i expect to see him jump into his arms and squeeze until one of us collapses to the floor maybe both of us hahaha it really must be an addiction nothing feels better than being in his arms feeling his warmth... sharing our warmth the feeling of missing someone or something to the strongest degree didnt know i could feel it dont know if i am feeling it cuz how would i know? im such an inexperience, silly, overexaggerating little girl, after all but up to this point this is all so real to me and so incredible and so much warm fuzzy dawwww ness

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lucyblueup

Nov 15, 2010

love

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i hate the word love because i would always be forced to create a definition for it yet i still dont know it dont know if i'll ever know it but ignoring all that i feel like i'm closer to love that i ever thought i could be. <3