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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 9:01 am
It's time to start a new week.
So post your best work.
Also go back to week 11 and vote for a winner!
For this contest, I think I might throw some of my gold and/or items laying around in my inventory into the prize since this week was soooo long and we have so many entries! Good luck to all who entered this contest!
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 2:28 pm
Untitled.
All i ask of you is Listen to me when i say Things will be much Better off this way
Drown out my sorrows Same ones as today Never tomorrow What can i say?
Bottle's empty Empty as me Losing control Of my own little world
Mouthful of pills I've lost my will To continue living I'm sick of only giving
My mind is spinning Am i losing or winning? In this endless fight For what I know is right
I hate me..... So just leave it be Keep going on Don't hold on
Wipe away the tears Honey, don't fear I just hope and pray That things will be okay
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 4:28 pm
As I lay I take a path, I dream a dream that makes me laugh,
I dream of being famous, Or a moving star, I dream of a long journey that took me very far,
I dream of friends, I dream of boys, I dream of contraptions and silly toys,
I figured out that when I dream, Things aren't always what they seem
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 6:07 pm
Razorblade Love 3
Im feeling mad Imfeeling sad Im crying Im crying Im dying Im dying
You shot and made a hole in my heart I cant believe that you are that smart My red thick blood starts to drip Look at me and what you did
I felt the pain stronger To you im just like a stranger You gave me hope that you'll love me It was a lie that i didn't see
I picked the razor blade Made a mark that wouldn't fade If i knew that it was hard to love I shouldn't be feeling the pain i that i have
I always loved you forever But you made me suffer more over My heart was rip and torn How i wish i was never been born....
By:Me JaLaiKa
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Posted: Tue May 20, 2008 6:37 pm
Dream Dream
Dream. Dream. That silent song... Of a land so far, yet so close...
Dream. Dream. You reach and it flies, Flies toward an endless sky.
Dream. Dream. The soul cries, Lost and hopelessly pathetic. It screams.
Dream. Dream. Arms. They open wide.
Awaken. I am home.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 4:04 pm
(This is a free verse so no rhyming! Ack!)
"You"
The sand, white as love, dancing upon our toes They'll dance together in a duet when mine meet yours And have a ball like up above Where our hair's been long entangled Locking us in, it becomes our warden But this is no ordinary jail, and we are no everyday prisoners
We are embraced in an unlabeled feeling No, not love, for such a title so plastic and misfitting can't begin to breach the walls of my feelings for you My feelings for my one and only
What is blue and what is red? Everyone sees the world a different way This I accept Still you manage to surprise me Under a grand tree's shade protecting us from a jealous sun
Be still my heart Be still my brain Neither functions are necessary Because in our world where up is down and flat is round All I care about is you.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 4:56 pm
All I can give you are words....
What to do when the world crushes you down. . . When life seems so unbearable . . . Or when it just has no real value in it. . .
What to do. . . What to do. . .
I'm not here to tell you that it'll be okay, Cuz I don' t know you. . I'm not here to tell you that every thing is a matter of course, Cuz I don' t believe that. . .
All I can give you are words, My words. Because my words may be my only communication. . . And in them, Is my only power. They are my feelings.
And through them, I can only say that they are truly me.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 11:08 pm
[My. Love.]* I sit at home, Crying on the phone, Wishing your were here. I feel so alone, And my skin is cold, Without you here to warm me. My wrists don't bleed, My razor's still clean, But I'm waiting for you to wake me. The tears I've cried, Have yet to be dried, I need your soft touch to sooth me. My feelings don't sway, As I wait for the day, For you to come back and love me. Copyright - Sirunas a.k.a. Phoenix
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 3:59 pm
there once was a bird from peru Who decided to live in a shoe When the bird departed,the shoe was discarded. But when The bird came back a new shoe home was kept though every month she leaves her shoe it was ether broken or torn in two.The bird found out a lesson That day, never leave anything of yours Because it'll be torn away
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