Where Eyes Go

2:39
I watch her every move
Every one of them
Taken with grace
I smile
2:40
She turns
She now gazes upon me
My heart leaps
Trying to get out
Get out of the cell
It remains in
But I prevent it
I continue
Leaving everything be
I hope she does not notice
The fear
The curiosity
The love

A Dulling Pencil

Life is but a pencil.
As I write this,
My pencil is becoming
Shorter and shorter.
Eventually it will be gone.
Eventually all life will be
Lost forever.
As this pencil dulls,
Age strikes at me.
As I sharpen the pencil,
It still becomes even shorter.
A blade is cutting
Away at my soul.
When I finish,
All that will remain
Is the eraser.
The only thing I
Can do with this
Is to get rid of everything
I wrote.
To erase all memories
Of the past life.
The pencil then is used up,
As is life itself.

Tell Me A Love Story

Please--Sit by my bedside.
Relieve me of my
Fatigue and confusion.
Tell me a love story.

Tell me how it all started.
Remind me of how strong and
Happy the beginning was.
Remind me of the great times.
Tell me a love story.

Explain to me how it all changed.
Why did the feelings fade?
I do not understand any of it.
Start from the beginning,
And tell me a love story.

 

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Hey, you can remember me by Taylor or by my nickname, Aero. I'm online everyday and I will get along with pretty much anyone. My life is just music and literacy. If you don't like me, get off my page! D:<



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8-BitPancakes Report | 07/29/2010 6:05 pm
8-BitPancakes
*Crying* Why is it when I need you most, Your not on?! *Sniffle*
Red_Fox32 Report | 07/29/2010 4:41 pm
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Red_Fox32 Report | 07/11/2010 10:19 am
Red_Fox32
e-mail me sometime
8-BitPancakes Report | 07/06/2010 5:41 pm
8-BitPancakes
I did lol
8-BitPancakes Report | 07/06/2010 4:55 pm
8-BitPancakes
Damn...
Anyway...
What is up my wigger? LoL
8-BitPancakes Report | 07/05/2010 2:43 pm
8-BitPancakes
Stilll yay for junk biggrin I`m safe! LoL
Hey, is Justin there or not yet? I`m worried. He hasn`t been on for a while sad
Red_Fox32 Report | 07/03/2010 8:19 pm
Red_Fox32
good. do you know a girl named Katie(Kalynn) Jameson from Washington?
8-BitPancakes Report | 07/03/2010 3:29 pm
8-BitPancakes
Yay for junk!!! biggrin
8-BitPancakes Report | 07/03/2010 2:08 pm
8-BitPancakes
biggrin Yay! Can I come?! XD LoL
Justin would probably drag me into your closet....
I`d have to try to run XD
OOH! I`ll call him when he`s over there and hang out! YEAH!!
Red_Fox32 Report | 07/02/2010 9:37 am
Red_Fox32
hey old boy hows life?? XD

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Mirrored Feelings


My feelings for you
Mirror those you
Have for me.
You may think
That means I
Love you back,
But you do not
Know how wrong
You are.

My feelings for you
Mirror those you
Have for me.
Everything in a mirror
Is backwards.
You see babe,
I do not like you.
I despise you.

You do not even
Know why, do you?
Well, let me tell you.
You ripped my heart
In two already.
Now you claim to love
Me once more.
But no.
I will not let you tear
My heart into fours.
You ruined everything.
My reasoning.
My love.
My life.

I Won't Stop

You told me to stop.
You told me to stop worrying.
You said you would be alright.
You told me to stop assuming
The negative events.
You wrong to tell me to stop.

Now that it is too late,
You again tell me to stop.
But this time you tell me
To stop crying.
To stop weeping over you.
This time, you know I won't.
I will not make another mistake.

Below Perfection

You tell me to take that extra step,
But it's not there.
You tell me to give 110%
But all I can give is 100%.
There is no such thing as perfection.
So, why do you ask me to
Reach beyond perfection?
I am not perfect,
Nor is anyone or anything.
If this is what you search for,
You will be forever lonely.
 
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