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Talk someone out of suicide
What would you tell your child, friend, family member, etc if they came to you saying they were suicidal? Some people don't have anyone to turn to so let's give them a place for some hope. One rule: No negativity. Suicide isn't a joke and it's not something to be ashamed of or made fun of.
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BrownGirl

You matter.

You mean so much to me, 

I want you alive

No, I NEED you alive  

We can get through this together 

Just hold my hand

Step down from that ledge 

Don't worry, I got you. 

I'm right here to hold you tight 

Right here, whenever you want me

Whenever you need me

I will always be here,

Today, tomorrow and thereafter.

You bring me joy like no other

I know it's hard, but this isn't the way

We can get through this together

Just you and me. 

I promise to be with you now and forever

For you, 

Whenever you need me. 

You are my best friend. 

You matter to me

More than anyone else in this world 

So please, please, please

Don't leave me 

Because I am nothing without you. 

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“Nobody said it was easy

It’s such a shame for us to part

Nobody said it was easy

No one ever said it would be this hard

Oh, take me back to the start”

Being a diehard Coldplay fan I’ve played this song a million times, quite literally!

Today was different though,

It felt like a first time,

You know how you experience all these “firsts” in life... First day of school, first love, first kiss, first time having sex and any other memorable firsts

I was procrastinating since its Friday and casually playing some music and pretending to be busy at work, when it hit me…

Emotionally, mentally, and physically!

It felt like I was listening to this song for the very first time

I kept replying it and watching the video over and over again.. It was like The Scientist and Coldplay took over my heart and soul

I know that the video portrays death and in some way that’s how I felt

Not being able to be with you killed me; I say this because it did more than just break my heart. I lost faith in love and hope and happiness

So to me listening to this song now,

Reminded me of my own version of death…

The slow and painful kind

“No one ever said it would be this hard”,

Honestly this makes me want to ask the world why?! Why no one warned me before? Why no one spoke about all these barriers? Why no one ever said only love wasn’t enough?

I don’t fully understand why we can’t be together yet.

If two people truly love each other, shouldn’t that be enough?

My only hope is that someday, people who love each other could find a way to be together despite gender, race, culture and whatever other barriers they come across in life, because LOVE should be a good enough reason.

For what’s life without love?

How I wish things were much simpler

Like back when we were friends, how easy it was to tease each other and how uncomplicated things were. I don’t know when or how we will get there, or if we ever will.

But I sincerely hope that maybe someday we will, so until then I’ll keep on singing

“Oh take me back to the start”.

Challenge
Write a horror story in two sentences.
“The 3 types of terror: The Gross-out: the sight of a severed head tumbling down a flight of stairs, it's when the lights go out and something green and slimy splatters against your arm. The Horror: the unnatural, spiders the size of bears, the dead waking up and walking around, it's when the lights go out and something with claws grabs you by the arm. And the last and worse one: Terror, when you come home and notice everything you own had been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It's when the lights go out and you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around, there's nothing there...”---Stephen King
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BrownGirl in Horror & Thriller

Monsters under my bed

Before hopping on to bed, she turned off the lights and walked over to peak underneath her big, red bed to check for monsters. 

A pair of blood shot eyes blinked at her and a clawed hand, dripping with blood pulled on her leg dragging her across the floor.  

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BrownGirl in Politics

Immigration Ban

A 23 hour flight and almost 9000 miles later

When I first set foot on foreign soil

“Welcome to the United States of America” you said. “We hope you enjoy your stay!”

I was a foreigner in unknown territory,

Thinking to call this place my “home, away from home”

With hopes of turning my dreams into reality

I don’t belong here you say.

My friends are stealing your jobs, killing your people, destroying your economy, populating “your” land

You’re afraid I will bring you harm

So you want to send me back to where I belong,

Or stop my family from visiting, because they miss their daughter

America wasn’t always like this

It’s a place of acceptance

A place where dreams come true

A place anyone was welcome to call home

Or that’s what it used to be

According to old text books, that were taught to me

You think I’m a threat to you

But did you ever think,

That maybe I was just like you?

Before you claimed this nation to be your own,

When you were an immigrant quite like me

When you came to the States

With hopes and dreams

Maybe for a better life or even a better wife

So before you decide that I don’t belong here

Think a minute of what your life would be

If I invited you to my home and told you never return

Years later,

I still feel like a stranger,

Now more than ever - most certainly like I don’t belong

Which makes me wonder,

Is this what I left home for?

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BrownGirl in Romance & Erotica

Illusion

Home is where the heart is, and truth be told my heart is still with you. Does that make you home? I don’t know. I certainly hope not.

What fascinates me the most is how my heart still wants you after everything you’ve put me through. By “me” I mean not only my heart but my body too. Every single scar on my body is a painful reminder of our past. Each day I’m reminded of how you made me feel. All your harsh words that made me claw out my skin.

They say love is blind. This statement never made much sense to me, but now I’m the living reminder of its accuracy. Even after all your cheating, beating and what not, I still feel the need to be in your arms.

You were once my safe place, my escape from reality. Little did I know then that the version of you I saw was an illusion. I’ve been living in your bubble for so long, that sometimes it feels like I can’t live without you. Some days I’m willing to go back to us; you beating me up or accusing me of things I’ve never dreamt of doing, even if it kills me inside and out, for I’d rather live with you someway than without.

In my head you were the nice guy. So I made up excuses for your behavior. I thought, ‘maybe he was having a bad day’, the first time you slapped me across my face.

I was broken beyond repair when I realized it wasn’t me it was you. I feel in love with an illusion, the real you, was nothing but a monster.

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BrownGirl in Journal

Boy meets girl

Boy meets girl. 

They start talking. 

Boy starts liking girl. 

Boy confesses. 

Girl rejects him.

They continue talking until one day the girl falls for the boy as well, and by fall I mean deeply, very very deeply.

Sparks fly! 

Or at least it does in the girls head and soon enough boy gets bored and walks away.

Girl tries every morning to not think of him and undo all that happened!

Challenge
Write a sexy haiku - can be subtle or hot, hot, hot!
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BrownGirl in Haiku

Pizza

My heart skips a beat

Just looking at your finely carved body

I think to myself

"Yummy in my tummy"

Challenge
"I should come with a warning sign." Show us what's written on it! 2-20 words only!
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BrownGirl in Micropoetry

Can you put me back together?

If I had a sign

A sign that warns you,

Before you're fooled by my smile

"Broken" 

It would read 

Challenge
Write me an unbelievably sexy micropoem, please, on one of these decidedly un-sexy topics: laundry, taxes, the dentist, infomercials or bodily functions. TAG ME!
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BrownGirl in Micropoetry

O’so dirty

Oh Baby, Oh Baby!

Look at you on the floor

O'so dirty

Let me grab you, 

All at once,

Thrust in

Then wait for that moaning

Coming from my washing-machine

Once you're clean

Let's start this cycle

All over again. 

Challenge
Here's a timely topic in a troubled time. If you could do one thing to fix the world, what would it be? In haiku form, please. And please tag me!!
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War shouldn’t be a thing !

With only one pick,

What could I do?

But hope and pray for bloodshed no more.