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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 10:20 pm
Blood or Tears?
And here they fall Upon the ground. Where they won't Make a sound. Once more I am rejected. Once more I am forgotten. I am nothing to them. I never was, But a passing shadow. Sometimes I wonder If they weren't just shallow. To think that I was Such a fool to follow. Once more I am erased. Once more I am just a phase. Something to be followed Something to be lost. And now they fall Upon the ground. Where they mingle With the crowd. Only to be forgotten. Only to be erased.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2005 8:23 pm
Broken
It shatters as it Hits the ground. The echoing of My broken heart rings on. I cannot see for My eyes are too Blurry from the tears. So this is it? Is this the end? Is this what it is like To have it broken agian? To attatched I was. What came I never saw. What happened? I don't know. But now.. they are gone And I am once more alone In my broken heart.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 7:00 am
CpainsorVio7 Lost DreamsI lay upon the velour sheets, Your satin touch, of Godly hands caress my breasts, and breath heaven into me. You whisper all my deepest lies but it's eternally hidden in this passion chamber and my tears soak into the pillow as you grip onto me. I make my loving useless. Since it's all a dream. My weary fantasy. eek Wow! This was nice! ^^ *weeeeee.......*
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 8:39 pm
Here's one of my many poems that i have written
Alone Alone , no one her beside me No one to dry my tears No one to make me smile No one to calm my fears No one to catch me when I fall No one to tell me i am wrong I am here along , the last person on this forsaken planet Just me, myself , and I Alone
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 5:27 pm
This is a simple haiku:
Anger raging throught my veins Skin shedding with such pain yet pleasure Sensations raise as fur spurts.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 6:57 pm
Because I still write.. >.< I am going to post another poem..
So Long 05/29/05
I waited so long. For something unreal. I waited so long For an emotion to feel. I waited so long For something dead. I waited so long For an illusion in my head. I waited so long For those little words I waited so long For the truth from the birds. I waited so long For a lie from you mouth I waited so long For us to dance about. I waited so long For the lies to unbend. I waited so long For you to say the end.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 7:14 pm
All the poems are so sad! What ever happened to being happy?
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 7:22 pm
I could do a funny poem... but that would break the mood.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 8:01 pm
Blessed Blade I could do a funny poem... but that would break the mood. *looks around and thinks a sec* break it
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 8:04 pm
But this is the way poetry readings are SUPPOSED to be! Lots of dark depressing people readin' mournful poetry and filling the room with self-loathing!
*sneezes* Aww crap. I gotta go. I'm alergic to angst. xp
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 8:06 pm
Blessed Blade But this is the way poetry readings are SUPPOSED to be! Lots of dark depressing people readin' mournful poetry and filling the room with self-loathing! *sneezes* Aww crap. I gotta go. I'm alergic to angst. xp xd -flips off- I love you too Blade. I can't help it that the only time I can write good poems is when I am sad. >.<
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 8:10 pm
*wipes his nose with a tissue* I didn't say it was BAD poetry, but how often to you hear light-hearted poetry at an open mike, huh?
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 8:12 pm
I've never been to an open-mic so I wouldn't know. >.<
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 8:18 pm
I wish this were an open-mic. I do prose, not poetry. ANd we don't really have a prose thread.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 8:20 pm
Blessed Blade I wish this were an open-mic. I do prose, not poetry. ANd we don't really have a prose thread. I don't understand what prose is.
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