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One MoreThat girl has gone to pieces
There is nothing you can do.
She takes her razor,
And makes a cut upon her wrist.

The blood just drips out,
And she'd rather feel this pain
Than the pain that's inside her chest.

Nothing will ever be right
As she makes another cut.
This poor girl needs help,
But no one seems to notice.

Every day there is a smile on her face,
But inside she is dying.

No one will ever know the pain that she feels.
She's better at lying,
Then she is telling the truth.

Her scares are hidden
Under the sweater that she wears.
Forever there as a reminder,
That life is not perfect.

She says she'll make just one more cu
BeautyOnce upon a dream there was a boy
who whispered metaphors into his blankets
in the dead of the night. he pǝuɹnʇ them
over and twisted them and s t r e t c h e d them
searching for the melody that would define him.
what he didn't know is that his ears were traitors;
they rejected every rhyme without a trace of shame
and never allowed him to realize that his melodies
were real music, were beauty and love woven
into delicate threads; he only heard cacophony.
night after night he struggled and agonized
never satisfied with any combination of notes
always concluding that he was inferior to the world.
on the other side of the fence, close and far away
a girl with with stars in her eyes cried; her tears
were of the purest silver, the plainest pain.
she cried for verses lost to the valley of her strife
for missed opportunities and bro/ken hearts of iron.
their paths strayed along the leafy jungle of time
l i t t e r e
I'll Make My Own WayBiting my lips until they bleed
Because there's no one here to kiss them
Sat in the dark because no one needs me with them
Trapped in a cold, dark padded cell
It's meant to be a refuge but it feels like hell
I need the key but I don't even know if there is one

You said it would be easier than this
I don't deserve any of this
Please can someone take me far away from this
Before there's nothing left of me

Because it's just me now
No one else to hold me tight
I'll sing the lullabies to myself
To help me get through the night
And if someone else comes along
To take me out of this place
I'll welcome them with open arms
And a smile
Vindictive Thoughts.Vindictive Thoughts.

Evil, is knowing better
   
But purposely doing worse.
       
Toying with love by the tether
             
And laughing when it hurts.
                 
Prevailing by any measure
                   
With no intention to reimburse.
                         
Flaunting stolen fabricated treasures
                         
Gaining what you never truly deserved.
                             
To live a life of complete leisure
                             
And never keeping to your words.
                             
Manipulating and applying pressure
                               
Be
I Am YoursLeave it to him
The one who's all steam
The one without a dream.

He'll take you home
To his castle of chrome
To be his imperfect clone.

Give him what he wants
He smiles and he taunts
He laughs and he haunts.

Force those three little words out
He likes it when you scream and shout
He likes it when you beg and pout.

Tell yourself that it's real
When you find him in bed with her
When you make him lose his temper.

Because that's all you are to him,
Another excuse to be angry.
A seed of lust gone too far for him,
But you meant everything to me.
Fear the Mayan?Fear the Mayan?
By Mongoose Van Dunkelschreiber

Fear the Mayan,
As they say.
Fear the Mayan,
What boney.
Fear the Mayan,
We are doomed.
Fear the Mayan,
I’m no silly fool.
Fear the Mayan,
Everyone’s in fright.
Fear the Mayan,
The sun burns bright.
Fear the Mayan,
We’re all done.
Fear the Mayan,
The world spins on.
Aliens "we are going slower . . . the world will never know about us..."

Long ago, when affluent nations still fought their bloody battle over humanity's last unconquered territory, early radio enthusiasts could capture the hollow voices of Russian spacemen as they wafted through the vacuum of the cosmos. We had grown tired of our own planet, whose recesses had been discovered and explored until our mark was left everywhere, a love affair gone cold. Life, the most prolific and tenacious of resources, was not of value in this endevour. Value was in dominance—empires grappled over which would win, posses and colonize the newest frontier. Any thing
BreatheInhale
The flowers' scent
The air's freshness

Exhale
The smoke's poison
The oxygen's depletion

Inhale
The freedom's vibe
The adventure's thrill

Exhale
The cage's restriction
The boredom's slack

Inhale
The smile's spice
The glance' sweetness

Exhale
The mug's tastelessness
The TV's emptiness

Inhale
The touch's warmth
The kiss' uniqueness

Exhale
The cold's grip
The loneliness' bitterness

Inhale
The togetherness' embrace
The life's truth

Exhale
The solitude's clench
The depression's lie

Inhale
The love's caring arms
The love's cleansing touch

And keep it all in you.
Take the ChanceTake the Chance

The underrated heart secluded within a shell
Hungers for the components of life others are given.
Others tower above with their mighty limbs, casting down their jeer
Taking for granted what the little heart perceives as dear.
Poor minute heart,
Such banter should make you give up.
The heart, refusal conspicuous,
Perseveres for its aspiration regardless.
The components, how great they are, then encase the shell and fill the heart.
The heart fights persistently against the shell,
Liberating itself from the confinement.
The air, the delightful air, lifts its little leaves as the shell fractures...
The air and the su
Let Us Be!Let us be happy,
For life is brief.
Let us be cheerful,
Like the twirl of the falling leaf.

Let us be wondrous,
For our lives are invaluable.
Let us be dreamers,
For we've so much more to see.

Let us be rid of our worries,
For they give us no happiness.
Let us be rid of our pain,
For it is no longer necessary.

Let us smile!
For happiness is its own reward.
Let us cry!
For we hide too much of ourselves.

The sweet World is all around us,
Nourishing us with its beauty.
Let us be a part of it,
For we've waited far too long.

Let us live!
For life is its own music!
Let us hear it,
And we shall know joy!
Beautiful WorldI look into a mirror
And I can almost visualize it
The darkness inside me
Breaking the surface of my skin
Covering everything around me
Drowning my room in emptiness
Then I turn around
Walk to the window and look outside
I see everything I can never be
I see the light, I see happiness
Belonging and beauty
When I look upon all that is in this world
I know I am not a part of it
I'm an outsider looking in
Desiring all of it
But when I step toward it
It all just moves twice as far
So I stop trying to go to it
As to not further myself from it even more
The In-BetweenThere are two in one
When you look at me
A girl who's blind
And one who sees
One who wishes
To hide away
The other who begs
To embrace the day
A woman strong
A child weak
And the in-between
The one who speaks
Torn in two
These halves that chafe
Cannot agree
Which path to take
In the end
The in-between
Becomes exhausted
With this scene
She drifts along
An empty shell
Her destination
No one can tell.
FearThe Dark Spot
Festering in the back of the mind.
Always present,
Always growing.
Expanding past irrational,
Devouring sanity piece by piece.
Reality shatters.
Poison enters the veins,
Pumping viciously through the heart.
Spreading.
Tremors ripple through the body,
Paralyzing the muscles.
Fear swallows the mind.
Tears at the flesh.
Heart explodes.
Blood pours.
Releasing the adrenalin.
RUN. FIGHT. SCREAM.
FEAR CONSUMES ALL.
Nighttime Skinny-DippingI stare across the traitorous shore
Peppered with rocky doubts and sharp fears
Slicing through my soles to my soul

I step delicately across the sands
And shed my clothing, my costume, my guise
Before your patient reach and promising whispers

I test the waters, careful still
And you eagerly accept me for all that I am
So I willingly hide nothing from you

I slip into the warm depths
And give myself over to the ebb and flow
That is the natural state of being with you

Waves lap at my bare waist
As you encourage me to take the plunge
And I trust you with myself completely

Floating there in your embrace
I stare up at your new-moon s
Black Coal StarsBlack coal stars in the sky,
Like little carbon lights in my eye,
Tell me of beauty in the ways of things,
All in the glow of their glinting rings.

People are different, sensible and wild,
But everyone sings 'Twinkle Twinkle' as a child.
We all want to stand somewhere on the moon,
But take off fails far far too soon.

Astral canvas draws paint from the mind
Of the great, the able and blind.
Watchmakers watch on heatheners heath
For a spot of vastness, however brief.

Stars, though dead, are burning still,
To meet our eyes and forge our will
Into the seas with monstrous lights
And towards the furthest specks of nights.

Sol(e)
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My soul has become a lantern,
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I adore this fire, like a healthy obsession
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Oh I dread those sirens of a growing Babylon.
I close my exhausted eyes only to hear them amplified.
From shear curiosity,
my eyes open wide and dry.

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We can find a song
and sing it together.

we can write one
and make it our own.

What time has done
has only tested and healed.

Would we kiss with tears in
our eyes and duet between our hearts?

Constancy conducts a symphony as they sing...
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Enraptured By Blessing

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Take to heart, and keep in mind,
Flashbacks, and the constant gaze,
As it was then I did not know,
The truth of the beat
of my once cold heart.

The thirst I beheld,
to behold the holding
of my attention,
the grasp
of an enraptured obsession.

Pure, so true, by definition,
Defying the rules laid down by conformity,
spitting back into its face
the requisites of ungratefulness
hindered by the lack of sight.

Yet I saw the blessings
Wrapped with bows
In a marathon to my eyes,
Unscathed by bumps in the road,
Unharmed by my jagged edges...

Take to heart, and keep in mind,
the constant gaze and visual marathon,
Set me free, this God given blessing...
My once cold heart
is now and forever set aflame

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Enraptured By Blessingby ~GrubbsWriting

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Time goes by, and I only end up loving her more and more with every second.

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*roselynedwards Nov 26, 2012  Student Writer
Unscathed by bumps in the road,
Unharmed by my jagged edges...

Best lines :)

I'm unsure as to what set the cold heart aflame was it God, or the God given blessing?
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Mood: Glad ~GrubbsWriting Nov 26, 2012  Professional Writer
God Given Blessing
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*roselynedwards Nov 26, 2012  Student Writer
oh ok :) im sorry im a little slow sometimes
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~GrubbsWriting Nov 26, 2012  Professional Writer
haha so am I it's ok :P
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*roselynedwards Nov 26, 2012  Student Writer
thanks :P i feel better now.
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*AutumsMoon Nov 26, 2012  Student Traditional Artist
This is beautiful. Wonderful job.
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~DarthSithari Nov 25, 2012
Wait, loving who more?
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~GrubbsWriting Nov 25, 2012  Professional Writer
my girlfriend lol
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