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Saraesa

I've only been writing poetry for four years
and I used to write a lot more.

I enjoy playing bass and guitar, singing, anime&manga, having coffee with friends, staying up late, experimenting, comedy, and astrology.
Communication is my main passion and I am a Gemini.

Scrubs in my favorite show and the only one I ever bother to turn on the tv to watch.

I came here looking for a new view to appreciate and
a clean slate.



My Poetry

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  • Rest Assured.
    We will meet again when parallels agree. / I’m sure of it, so sure it hurts. / Rest assured, I was born to burn / and you will with me, / and you will with me. / Oh, my skin could never make it / across
    53 lines, 8 comments, June 27, 2007. In Other
  • Smile At The Scenery
    One month of solitude / One month of writhing / One month of lonely / Feelings fooled me into / My own personal shell. / It’s been absolute
    70 lines, 7 comments, June 26, 2007. In Love, Life, Pain, Sad, Personal, Thoughts
  • It's Quite Unfortunate.
    I don’t want to fail to see the good in this / Predicament, This unfortunate situation, / This god damned death sentence, / Because I could learn a thing or two / From what lives off of contempt for me. / Seemi
    28 lines, 2 comments, June 18, 2007. In Life, Dark, Spiritual, Thoughts, Society, Personal, Love, Angst
  • Additive
    I felt your stare from across the room, / smelled your reckless doom, / caught the breath of a whisper, / willing to wreck such a / lovely-humble-home / that I wove / from the flesh of my own / fingers.
    37 lines, June 14, 2007. In Sad, Thoughts

My Stories

  • Like there is no tomorrow
    Yeah, I want to be better, be clean. I want to be able to drop my afflictions and addictions. I want to be able to stump my reactions as a whole. I want them to fold and me to make the call.1
    540 lines, March 26. In <600 words, Ridiculous
  • Classic Conditioning (3-15-09)
    Lately, I've looked around me and have been saddened by what I am observing. I don't have to turn on the news to know what's going on. Some
    300 lines, 1 comment, March 17. In <600 words, Other

My other items

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  • Down, down, down. at sharepoetry
    / / I miss my father. I miss my mother. / And my sisters, and my brother, John, / who called only once a couple years ago, / on my birthday. / Asking me the contemporary, / 'How old are you, now?' / Merely because he didn't know / but
  • Oh, are you sick? at sharepoetry
    You look delicious. I hope you don't fuck me over. / / I want to devour you, if it's allowed. / / / I'm fixated, I'm underneath the private, provacative hope / that you won't discover the state I'm in. / / / I can change, I do it ev
  • Playing Evil. at sharepoetry
    You look recklessly beautiful, your smile matches your frown. / / I can't deny it, I'm taken and crashing; burned. / You are lovely when you tense up for the down fall, / you bleed a colour I'm not familiar with. / / / / I can sense t

My journal entries

  • How it feels.
    It is incredibly difficult for me to write this. I've only talked about it with my mother, which was hard enough. And I also leaked my vulnerability to an ex of mine. Knowing my father knows is like knowing a bullet is coming. I can nearly hear the casing tear through the wind. It makes me think of shrapnel enterin
    March 24, 500 words. → Make first comment?
  • My bad.
    03-23- I woke up today, rather early. 8 a.m. Didn't even light a smoke as I set off for my morning walk. I was restless, and had no idea why. And then it hit me. All this time, I've been 'sitting on my ideas like bad eggs'. I've had this thirst for life and felt defeated when others I shared my life with,
    March 23, 300 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
  • 2/28/09

    I want to motivate myself more. I am disgusted with what feels like being submerged in mud and gravel. My old friend, David, always said it was this town. He's quite right in that deduction. I'd have to walk about four miles to get onto paved concrete, the rest is dirt. And then, there's a long trek into town. T

    February 28, In Contemplative.  500 words. → 2 comments, Add one?

Guest Book

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  • Siaynoq on June 17, 2007
    Yeah, well. You're my favourite Gemini, and I can't get over how beautiful you are.

    x

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