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Candice
Member since January 13, 2026
Member for 6 months, 9 days
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The END of the world
I feel the ground beneath my feet shake.
Buildings coming down like an angry hail storm.
It's chaotic everyone's everywhere, running to nowhere.
The winds whoosh in turmoil, even they are afraid.
I am trembling, I feel my heart pound.
Sweating, fear decorates my face.
Mute sounds slowly coming to life.
Audience clapping and cheering.
I am on stage with a mic in hand.
1,2,3,4,5 slowly I count as I search for a breath.
Collecting courage, masking fear and mumbling my speech trying to remember each word as practiced.
No, the world is not ending but mine feels the part.
Candice’s timeline
- February 2026
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19 ThuNew follower
@ritam
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06 FriNew follower
@Clentin
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05 ThuNew follower
@Geezer
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05 ThuReceived a critique
on The END of the world from @Geezer
"a few suggestions here: A comma between chaotic and everyone's... Mute[d] sounds return to life. 1...2...3... slowly I count, as I search for breath. Collecting courage, masking fear and mumbling, desperate to remember…" -
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04 WedReceived a critique
on Ghost Town from @Leslie
"I understand this feeling that you speak of, and I wish that it would have a refrain. Depression is in our society and everyone has it to a degree, but some people have to deal with stronger emotions. I hope you can han…" - January 2026
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15 ThuFirst publication
Ghost Town
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15 ThuPosted a poem
Ghost Town
"At a certain hour, the wind blows harder than often and at the corner of the street sound echo's of a familiar cry. Reminding that which is forgotten. My heart aches, like a long healed scar cracking open again. A movie I've lived plays on repeat. Like a warming! That to forget is to betray the person that owns an ocean of tears. I scream, I want to forget even for a moment. That I am a museum of depression. To them that was one really strong wind..." -
13 TueJoined Neopoet
Membership begins
First poem published 2 days later.
About Me
About me
I am an aspiring poet with so many strong feelings I just had to pick up a pen and write. Writing feels like tidying up all the thoughts and feelings scattered within me.
Location: ZAF
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