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 Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 2:53 pm
[x]Living Dead Girl[x] The 1st one reminds me of a poem I have seen. I'll have to type it up((I printed it out when I found it years ago)). Why am I the only talentless person here? xd
Bout time!!! Hah, you have l33t manip skillz xd
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 3:06 pm
"Wow quite like your poems shade...damnit i am in a creative slump >,< i''ll try to get some more posted but i am forgetting which ones i have already posted *sigh* O and i am having an Avatar Contest in my avi art thread, if u wish to join post there please."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 3:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 3:39 pm
I am over the top cynical right now. Love sucks, through and through. When someone says they love you, just walk away, for the sake of your undead happy gloom, just make up some SOB excuse why you can't ******** them and leave.
I am going to rant, poetically. xd
The way you say I'll be ok
the way you promised you'd be here for me
They way I said I won't impose, because of the horrible things oh the horrible things I have done
You said he left you anyway, because of his jealousy towards me.
I can never look you in the eye
Knowing that you lied
Back when I forced myself into deep sleeps
When I drank myself until my eyes bleed
I don't miss those days
but I do miss the way
that nobody wanted to put a stake through my heart
and I do miss the way that things were pretty much ok
Nobody loved me, except for her.
I was friends with her lover, but not her
she stoned me anyways, drugged me and deviantly planned out the next few weeks.
Reprocussions unbelievable it's been 5 months and everyone wants me to die
commit suicide
and I almost subsided, and let them have their way.
Then you came up to me
gave me a rag to clean the blood off of me
helped wash away the stains on my shirts
But the stains on my hands
they never go away
I cannot touch you without feeling regret
regret for the horrible things I've done
a regret I won't regret twofold
You say you love me
but you sit there so sadly, and angrily, and when I ask you
if you are ok.
you say.
yeah.I'm fine...
I get home and 6:03..
phone is ringing constantly
you on the otherside
I answer hoping to apologize for asking if you are ok...
but no.
not a chance
"what do you want me to do?"
she said
"I don't understand, I asked you if you were ok and you said fine, but you cried... How am I supposed to react? Do I walk away?"
I begged.
"No, but, when I tried to talk to you, you didn't say anything"
she cried
"A car was going by, I even asked what but you said
Nevermind"
"Well, it didn't matter"
she said.
"Well, you said I didn't try, and I did, so whats wrong? I love you so much.. but you don't seem to care"
My voice cold, I'm tired of fighting.. If you want peace, have it with the gun to my head
"I have to go."
gone. Like the wind
Some regret the things they have not done...
I regret being so stupid.. and for sounding so ******** emo, and for actually being tricked into this love filled s**t.
Ahaha, ok I'm done being an emo b*****d.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 3:49 pm
"Meh who cares. It's poetry, poetry is feelings, poetry is life. If it is how you feel then so be it. If ppl cared so much how you felt, and called u an emo b*****d, i would be proud. Cuz you know what those ppl are retards, they don't understand feelings, poetry or love. If being called emo or goth is what you get called for writing excellent poetry, touching ppl, and making them believe, then i would say hell yea call me emo! Cuz i would rather be called that then a ******** up idiot..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 3:53 pm
xXKielahXx "Meh who cares. It''s poetry, poetry is feelings, poetry is life. If it is how you feel then so be it. If ppl cared so much how you felt, and called u an emo b*****d, i would be proud. Cuz you know what those ppl are retards, they don''t understand feelings, poetry or love. If being called emo or goth is what you get called for writing excellent poetry, touching ppl, and making them believe, then i would say hell yea call me emo! Cuz i would rather be called that then a ******** up idiot..." I pretty much laughed myself uncynical, I went to Vincent''s emosong thread xd It also helps that I got support... Even if it''s in Canada 3nodding (canada r cool)
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 4:07 pm
Shade Macabre xXKielahXx "Meh who cares. It''s poetry, poetry is feelings, poetry is life. If it is how you feel then so be it. If ppl cared so much how you felt, and called u an emo b*****d, i would be proud. Cuz you know what those ppl are retards, they don''t understand feelings, poetry or love. If being called emo or goth is what you get called for writing excellent poetry, touching ppl, and making them believe, then i would say hell yea call me emo! Cuz i would rather be called that then a ******** up idiot..." I pretty much laughed myself uncynical, I went to Vincent''s emosong thread xd It also helps that I got support... Even if it''s in Canada 3nodding (canada r cool) of course...lol anyways....im working on a poem woot go me !!! i usually write my poems up on micro word xd easier
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 4:09 pm
xXKielahXx Shade Macabre xXKielahXx "Meh who cares. It''s poetry, poetry is feelings, poetry is life. If it is how you feel then so be it. If ppl cared so much how you felt, and called u an emo b*****d, i would be proud. Cuz you know what those ppl are retards, they don''t understand feelings, poetry or love. If being called emo or goth is what you get called for writing excellent poetry, touching ppl, and making them believe, then i would say hell yea call me emo! Cuz i would rather be called that then a ******** up idiot..." I pretty much laughed myself uncynical, I went to Vincent''s emosong thread xd It also helps that I got support... Even if it''s in Canada 3nodding (canada r cool) of course...lol anyways....im working on a poem woot go me !!! i usually write my poems up on micro word xd easier I type'm whenever/wherever.. If I have to I write them, but my handwriting sucks a** so I cant ever read it back or type it up xd
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 4:22 pm
Shade Macabre xXKielahXx Shade Macabre xXKielahXx "Meh who cares. It''s poetry, poetry is feelings, poetry is life. If it is how you feel then so be it. If ppl cared so much how you felt, and called u an emo b*****d, i would be proud. Cuz you know what those ppl are retards, they don''t understand feelings, poetry or love. If being called emo or goth is what you get called for writing excellent poetry, touching ppl, and making them believe, then i would say hell yea call me emo! Cuz i would rather be called that then a ******** up idiot..." I pretty much laughed myself uncynical, I went to Vincent''s emosong thread xd It also helps that I got support... Even if it''s in Canada 3nodding (canada r cool) of course...lol anyways....im working on a poem woot go me !!! i usually write my poems up on micro word xd easier I type'm whenever/wherever.. If I have to I write them, but my handwriting sucks a** so I cant ever read it back or type it up xd canada are cool? do u mean canadian's? *sigh* o well lol yea i type em cuz i am at home, but if i wasn't i would be writing, i ahev practice for writing, i have 10 stories incomplete lol, i never end them *sigh*
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 4:49 pm
xXKielahXx Shade Macabre xXKielahXx Shade Macabre xXKielahXx "Meh who cares. It''s poetry, poetry is feelings, poetry is life. If it is how you feel then so be it. If ppl cared so much how you felt, and called u an emo b*****d, i would be proud. Cuz you know what those ppl are retards, they don''t understand feelings, poetry or love. If being called emo or goth is what you get called for writing excellent poetry, touching ppl, and making them believe, then i would say hell yea call me emo! Cuz i would rather be called that then a ******** up idiot..." I pretty much laughed myself uncynical, I went to Vincent''s emosong thread xd It also helps that I got support... Even if it''s in Canada 3nodding (canada r cool) of course...lol anyways....im working on a poem woot go me !!! i usually write my poems up on micro word xd easier I type'm whenever/wherever.. If I have to I write them, but my handwriting sucks a** so I cant ever read it back or type it up xd canada are cool? do u mean canadian's? *sigh* o well lol yea i type em cuz i am at home, but if i wasn't i would be writing, i ahev practice for writing, i have 10 stories incomplete lol, i never end them *sigh* Well, I only know two canadians.. you and a friend from school. If I knew more about Canada I would dub it the coolest of cool, the wicked of wickederest or something alliterical like that... I used literical.. lets make it a word even if it is not xd
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 5:15 pm
"O ok lol literical...its my word tho...u get no money from it if it goes world wide xd im just kidding...lol well we canadians...do rule xd im kidding on that too...eh?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 5:19 pm
A favorite of mine that I wrote a while ago.
A ghost's whisper is never heard.
Slithering unto my embrace
Sny trickery landed me flat on my face
For the life inside of me...
And all of my anxiety!
It was the last straw
And even if I fall--
Love's sweet fingers, will creep along the moonlight
Sending the glistening darkness, parading through the stars in the sky
Spreading fear
Spreading guilt
Spreading all that I hated
Testing many diff'rent ways
To gaze on the moonlights invisible rays
Because all I wanted to see
Was a ghost's dream to be free
Then never again
Never again, sound sleep
Love's gray fingers, will creep along the darkness
Sending shimmering lights, parading through the nightly winds again
Feeding the fear
Feeding the guilt
Feeding all I despised
Now I'm lost within
With love's sweet splendor in my right hand...
And death's sweet morbid kiss in the other...
Love's sweet fingers, will creep along the moonlight
Sending the glistening darkness, parading through the stars in the sky
Love's gray fingers, will creep along the darkness
Sending shimmering lights, parading through the nightly winds again
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 5:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 5:33 pm
xXKielahXx "Yay i am listeing to marilyn manson The Love Song...i love this song funny as hell. Well heres a bit of the poem i am working on lol, its not done tho, so i shall post the whole thing when it is done later..." Gale of Lies Winds blown down towards us, looking through it?s piercing eye. The center of the storm filled with what we call lies. Gales of torments, gales of crimes, gales of time and gales that cry. For what is after us? Our lies that wish for us to pay. With all do respects, I pray. I pray for love, I pray for hope and salvation, but god hates me, and I hate him. They say that lies won?t lead you anywhere, they say that lies don?t leave you anywhere. But I fear that lies are the only things that I can hear. Left alone in this dammed place with blood dripping in this space, the revolution of man has been writtin across my face, but it too, lies with disgrace. Beauty is nothing but flawless nature that allowed the humans to be bestowed apon maiden?s of grace. Maiden?s of hate. Something I can?t quite grasp, is that fact that they just won?t let me die, a death, of lies. None could see me then, no one could see me, not at all not ever, I fell into those lies willingly, I knew the price and I knew the crime. Nothing stopped me then. I didn?t know you then. I didn?t understand what happened then. Beautiful. bravo and wondeful as always!
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