| I got all philosophical and poetic one day, and decided to pen out a poem about the way I picture death as an entity. Here's the finished product. |
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ExileThey creep over and along the crumbling walls, charging at me with their best weapons blazing and ready-- troops of terror, these infinite and invincible apparitions of Madness, Loneliness, Darkness and Destruction.Exile
Years of perpetual fortification made useless-- building up walls every day for a lifetime to save myself from a barrage of the pain of betrayal, abuse, grief, neglect and utter slaughter--
to unchain me from this cold prison of my own exile, my own self's constructed defenses and their tyrannical and brutal, but effective, reign-- that I might fly, fo
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Love SongsLips meet lips And my heart flutters within my ribcage Like a butterfly just out of her cocoon, From a cocoon of fear and pain into a world of light and hope.Love Songs
Lips caress lips And my soul twirls and spins On its toes in nervous excitement, Stepping in time with love songs.
Lips embrace lips And my head spins, dizzy with emotions, Still leaving me with a wistful smile days later And I'm stepping in time with love songs.
A tease and a touch, a tease and a touch, Lips dance with one another And my heart waltzes right out of its stony fortress
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Everyday TragediesI looked into her tearful eyes-- Youth betrayed by life itself-- And I envied her ability to Just collapse when the weight is too much.Everyday Tragedies
I drew her close to me as her Eyes overflowed in frustration and rage (Teenagers can be so brutal to each other) And sat there in silent reassurance.
I see it every year; nothing changes. It's always the same situations, All that changes are the names and the faces-- Two children within one vessel, one Hell.
I've always been the strong type, The one to keep composure among chaos, But that day's events brou
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Cryogenic CauterizationI guess I should be scared and such Of the chill that's freezing my heart and soul But it's hard to be when I know that it means Numbing the agony that's ripping me to shreds againCryogenic Cauterization
I'm trying to be patient, but I keep dying, Getting bruised and broken down over and over, You set my heart to soaring, only to watch me fall You take aim at my wings and fire at will
So now I'm left with scattered holes and black voids But that's ok I guess, it's for a good cause The ice will fill them in and they won't hurt anymore You will lose my love but at least I'll finally heal
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In MemoriamJust like the breath was stolen out of me You were torn from your life In one unexpected instant Leaving our feeble minds to try and wrap around the fact That you no longer exist. Mallie Walter Xanthull, Jr., does not exist-- How am I supposed to believe this? My mind knows you're gone But my heart refuses to believe that I will never hear your laughter again I will never hug you again I will never dissuade you from fighting, Or see your face again, ever. I will never write you notes Or browse your newest sketch Or hear about some new girlfriend AgIn Memoriam
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the things you think aboutIt’s the things you think about when you lie in the grass of your backyard, on a clear, dark night. You close your eyes,the things you think about
and you can hear the
songs of the crickets and gentle rustle of the
wind through the leaves. You slowly inhale, and you can smell the
freshness of earth. You can feel the
crisp, cool air enter your lungs.
You reopen your eyes, and the stars are endless. The moon is shining purity. And you let your mind wander where you
don’t want it to go. The vast sky provokes a feeling of
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I got the shaft from the K finally. And then? Life goes on.... well, soon anyway.
yeah
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I keep the keys to every old lock just in case
Yea I kinda got fucked too, they wanted to re-hire me as loss prevention assistance, but they first told me they were going to pay me like 9.75 or something like that an hour (at like 16 hours a week, what a joke) then renegged and told me oops their bad it's only 7.71 an hour. they said they'd haggle it back up with corporate and call me back...never heard from them again. But yea... shit happens and keep on movin'. So I'm getting no work, no pay, but somehow i'm still getting by.
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"Now I know the things I know, and I do the things I do; and if you do not like me so, to hell, my love, with you!"
— Dorothy Parker
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To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
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"Now I know the things I know, and I do the things I do; and if you do not like me so, to hell, my love, with you!"
— Dorothy Parker
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"Now I know the things I know, and I do the things I do; and if you do not like me so, to hell, my love, with you!"
— Dorothy Parker
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"Now I know the things I know, and I do the things I do; and if you do not like me so, to hell, my love, with you!"
— Dorothy Parker
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"Now I know the things I know, and I do the things I do; and if you do not like me so, to hell, my love, with you!"
— Dorothy Parker
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
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3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
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"Patience is a virtue, and I don't have it"
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Music Is True Love
wish you a nice rest
of the week
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Music Is True Love
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I like my soul on text. I love your soul on toast.
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