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Impossible innocence by dazed-nconfused, literature

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Impossible innocence

Elie Wiesel is a Jewish Holocaust survivor. After taking a ten year vow of silence, he wrote the memoir Night, to share with us his nightmare that became a reality. In the following paragraphs, I will explain why I think that Wiesel's story is one of the loss of his innocence, as well as all others' who have gone through this time of inhumanity. "Never shall I forget that night,..." Ever since I've started to read about the horrors that have been translated into this meticulously written novel, these words ring into my mind. Like Wiesel, I feel that I have lost a part of my own innocence by simply processing the passages that lay in fro

To drive or not to drive? by dazed-nconfused, literature

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To drive or not to drive?

Oh graduation! What a task! University applications, bursary submissions, prom shopping, making sure we actually pass all of our classes...Everything is crucial to a good high school finale. An especially important factor in all of this is money. Have you ever tried to calculate how much money a four-year postsecondary education costs?! I try not to think of it too much. So last week I had an out of town meeting for government student loans. This was mostly to go listen to how much money they're willing to lend us. Oh! And God forbid we forget to learn about the wonders of interest! Of course we had to fuel up a bit before leaving be

Defining Suffering by dazed-nconfused, literature

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Defining Suffering

I have yet to discover true suffering...Some would describe it as a broken bone or for a child, a tiny scrape. For Elie Wiesel;however, the word took on a whole new meaning. Before reading the first chapters of Night, my perception of the Holocaust was solely of genocide.The reality of it is indeed a harsh one. Six million slaughtered. It took a while to process the mere thought of it. As the words sank in, I became more and more aware of how one's world can crumble with the simple order of an SS officer. The images which have formed in my mind will forever stay with me, reminding me of how blissfull my life has been for the past 17 years

genocide +song+ by dazed-nconfused, literature

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genocide +song+

With children running through the streets What is purer than a playfull game of hide and seek But all is broken by the sirens of alert Loud screems Our dreams Are buried in a pile dirt Tears are shed and mothers weep Famillies seperated Children will forever sleep A pack of animals is what we have become We feed We breath Enduring pain with hope will succeed!! A million lost within a smoke so thick Within these flames we let our hopes escape This fire that consumes our god forever With nothing left but bone and skin I live for soup and bread With this in mind, enough is said Even freedom now could not come right this wro

Old habits by dazed-nconfused, literature

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Old habits

Evolution is a fear of mine Of myself especially Change is inevitable I tend to scare myself lately Excepting life as it is Is hard for many I’d say Rights made wrong, wrongs made right Ha! That’ll be the day Escaping the craziness can be quite difficult I presume some deny their confusion Saying they understand perfectly But wait until they try to reason * Sigh * what a year it’s been Reflecting on it gives me the spins To think! my mind was closed like that At least my life is still intact Or so I think it is… Let’s see… Maybe not Completely I haven’t been in this room in a

Without you... freedome +song+ by dazed-nconfused, literature

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Without you... freedome +song+

One morning I wake up and get up We break up I couldn't take this sudden lack of trust Things where said I know will be regreted I know I said it But it doesn't help the fact that you created this All these things go through my mind, how was I so blind? Why do I bother? why do I even try? All these things i would be questioning This hurt you bring It'll be the last thing that I will be missing I saw you lying, crying sprawled onto the floor Don't say no more This life you had you threw out through the door The thing i've said would never justify The times you've lied I needed someone to come realize All these things go thro

On se manque deja +song+ by dazed-nconfused, literature

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On se manque deja +song+

T'en rappelles-tu? Quand on courait partout. Les enseignant, ça les virait fou. Quelle différence, les années passent. On est un peu plus mature, on planifie notre future. La p'tite école, la grande école. J'ai pris avec lui, j'ai sortis avec lui Mais ça fait tout parti de grandire, j'apprécis. Si ça n'serait pas de toi je ne serait pas ici. J'aurais mouri de n'avoir pas de vie. Je sais qu'on s'lamentait pas mal mais je vais quand même maquer ça, quand on flannais à l'aréna. Maintenant, on est tout grand. On s'revera dans un peu longtemp Mais je n'oublirai jamais La manière que tu me souriait Si ça n'serait pas de

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a mended heart by dazed-nconfused, literature

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a mended heart

wow...that poem made me cry...i can't believe how much this life of mine has turned around I had given my heart to a stranger passing by He tore it apart and then burnt it with lies I though i had loved..but my eyes wher wide shut My body, my mind wher taken and my trust was cut i wanted to run i had no place to go nobody to talk to no will to say no but then an angel came by and made me realise i had so much more to give so many reasons to live i felt safe in this place this angel made my heart race he talked to me and listened he even wrote me a poem he held me real close no reason to let go this trance we wher in i d

I hold this book... by dazed-nconfused, literature

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I hold this book...

I turn the pages of a life so simple yet i find words of despair, words of confusion words of hate toward a number people it's hard to find your place in this story of life when the pages in which you lie have been torn and stabbed with a knife But suddenly you feel this wave of relief As if someone had flipped a few pages And read farther than this grief when I keep reading I feel a bit lighter As the story moves on, the shade becomes brighter A book in my hand tells a story of someone that someone is me and this book is not done...

In a time of sorrow by dazed-nconfused, literature

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In a time of sorrow

But why? They ask themselves. Watching the tide going back down why have we waited so long to act upon our mistakes a battle too many they had lost... we had thought that god was on our side...and that the good guys always won...but how could we know for sure how do we know we are not the enemy...? Aren’t we the ones with the guns? a confusing time it had been...60 years ago...when we had won the battle...the soldiers had been to tired to go on...it was only a matter of time before someone fell down it was like passing the finish line of a board game the players where equal again they lived together as if nothing had gone on

the end of the road by dazed-nconfused, literature

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the end of the road

A shade of truth A whisper of kindness These are the things I long for in sadness I watch the sky turn black As my eyes do the same My mind floats away And my tears fall like rain I hold my throat As I choke on my anger With nothing to lose But my love for a stranger If you look at me You will probably see A transparent thought And a hollow heart If you haven’t guessed I am a teen I don’t just think of me I just wallow in my self-pity Don’t try to help me Don’t even try and see What I go through every day What I’m trying to throw up and say This imbalance I feel Makes me want to hide I

as i sit in this box.. by dazed-nconfused, literature

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as i sit in this box..

A box is what I call it This place I find myself in It restrains me from myself No matter what shape it has taken With no way to go but in a straight line I walk as fast as I can To see if I can find My own piece of mind Searching for something new Everyday I scavenge With no luck what so ever I turn to my self-image Beating myself up I starve myself from thinking I’ll make myself throw up I now feel my mind breaking A portrait of life is haunting me Making me want to run To find a hint of originality To seek out our long lost fun Where has it gone? I ponder every now And then When have we become such slaves to t

love me forever by dazed-nconfused, literature

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love me forever

When you feel loved You wish it where forever Doing things the same As when things got better How long will it last? This time of serenity Where day by day I pray for it to stay But routine is not key As I soon discovered These actions get old They seem almost cold Searching for something new Again in this position I find myself pacing Thinking of rejection I feel this weight again It fills me with remorse It chokes my smile away And cuts my breath short Love me forever And I’ll embrace it I’ll never let go As long as you want it Hold it real tight Don’t let it fly away Cause love is only real I

bleeding hope by dazed-nconfused, literature

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bleeding hope

Let me bleed pain And make me cry for hope For this process is fatal Yet is laughed at as a joke A cruel one I say For the price is not cheap Like selling a soul Or setting a dog to sleep Keep them to yourselves Your comments of guilty pleasure For a kid might die soon Due to your ignorant peer pressure Slip on these shoes You might feel ill hearted Towards the ones who speak Ridiculing with eyes blinded Be aware of your actions Don’t take this for granted You’ll know why soon For soul and body… Just might be parted

a powerful mind game by dazed-nconfused, literature

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a powerful mind game

The need to feel free Comes from a need to be To take that risk To conquer one’s fears To untie one’s self From worries of deceit One searches near and far To avoid just one more scare When it’s so close One’s fingertips can touch This feeling of power Can feel a bit much So forgive me my friend As I take my last breath As I plunge in these mind games That will choke me to death I’ll break the rules Cheat them with my thoughts If I stand a bit longer I’ll see the truth to this plot

I've been staring... by dazed-nconfused, literature

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I've been staring...

I’ve been staring for a while now What is this image that I see? So broken so old No beauty, no hope It stares back at me Emptiness is no factor For I’m filled with emotion Of hate…his sarcastic laughter A portrait of god they say Our creator we believe Watching over everyone His pass time… to deceive In this place I’m filled with guilt For they make me feel it They say I don’t respect his commandments That it’s the only way damn it I wish to believe this I really do To have this happiness, no worries If only it where true I’m knocking on the door Of heaven…I think

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My father is not... by whatdorosesmean, literature

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My father is not...

My Father is not… Through the eyes of a young woman As a young girl I look up to my father And see everything that he is But as a young woman I look at my father And see everything that he is not My father is not A knight In shining armor; He is just an ordinary man With the courage that I have not To kill a wayward spider My father is not A superhero; Batman, Superman, and Spiderman Could easily defeat my father; He is just an ordinary man Who holds the weight of our home On his broad shoulders My father is not A master of art That title is reserved for Da Vinci; He is just an ordinary man With a paintbrush, pencil, o

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Canada
Deviant for 19 years
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Current Residence: Saskatoon SK, Canada
Favourite genre of music: everything...hmm exept for country..and shitty mtv stuff
Operating System: MAC
Favourite cartoon character: stewy..from familly guy
Personal Quote: live every day as if it wher your last...and one day you will be right

Favourite Visual Artist

dali

Favourite Movies

Alice in wonderland..movies that make me think and.and documentry stuff!

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

so many with so little space!!

Favourite Writers

Greg Graffin

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my guitars and my Mac book

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Music,writing music, philosophy, poetry.any art existing on the face of this planet.and snowboarding

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dazed-nconfused

Sep 14, 2008

A million years ago

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so it has been over 2 years since my last entry in this journal...woah.... haha I thought it was a good Idea to update and let everyone know that I am indeed still alive... I remember... It seems like a million years ago, the day when this web site was a HUGE part of my life! I had made a fair amount of friends that I'v never met and quite possibly will never meat, and I would check for replies to my messages and comments to my poems about 10 times a day... THOSE were the days! I think I was 16 the first time I ever laid eyes on this website... I'm turning 20 in a couple of weeks... wow! Since then... What have I been through... let's see

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dazed-nconfused

Jun 16, 2006

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Elie Wiesel is a Jewish Holocaust survivor. After taking a ten year vow of silence, he wrote the memoir Night, to share with us his nightmare that became a reality. In the following paragraphs, I will explain why I think that Wiesel's story is one of the loss of his innocence, as well as all others' who have gone through this time of inhumanity.   "Never shall I forget that night,..." Ever since I've started to read about the horrors that have been translated into this meticulously written novel, these words ring into my mind. Like Wiesel, I feel that I have lost a part of my own innocence by simply processing the passages that lay in front

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dazed-nconfused

Jan 24, 2006

YUSSSS!!!

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:tunes: listening to : knocked down by pennywise :headbang: Feeling: :love: loved...but fried :sunnysideup: :eyepopping:watching: cinderella man reading: anything i can put my hand on OMG i'm dating again...i'm a wreck...I mean...when i had that thing with jesse it wasn't really dating...i mean this guy is actually interested in me *spaz* his name is Jesse too:P exept he isn't a complete asshole like the other one :D He's such a sweetheart and a complete cutie!!!  and he's an incredible musician...he plays bass :) Thank you Rachel for throwing that awsome party and for inviting Jesse and his band:heart: i apreciate the favor;P ANYWHO.

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Oct 4, 2010

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Nagame

Aug 9, 2006

Hey toi, ej pars a pei aujourdhui avec la family.. on est las pour 3 jours.. then cape-breton pour 6 jours, then im coming back. jai pas.. p-a-s d'argent. So we will have to figure something out.
But yeah, for shure.
Faut quej te donne ton hoody.
Pis un hug n such.

dazed-nconfused

Aug 9, 2006

pff...lol
well have lots of fun cher^_^
pi oui...on va figurer out quekchose la *sigh* hopefully anyway

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