I'm 19,with Black hair and blue eyes. I'm dating a great guy named Rich, and I'm extremely happy. I have a bunch of really amazing friends, who I care about more than anyone else. I honestly don't know what I'd do without them. They keep me fucking sane.
I love photography,and any art in general. I love to sing,and I love reading. I've been writing poetry since 6th grade or so,and I've been writing stories since 4th grade.
I'm a very blunt straightforward person. I love too hard, and get hurt too easily. I'm loyal to the point of stupidity. When I get tired of someone's bullshit, I'm not afraid to tell them to knock it off, even if it hurts them. I take the blame for my mistakes, and I'm not scared to tell someone something is there fault.
"Circle"
Give me the dust of my father
Stand on the face of the ancients
Bare the secret flesh of time itself
Follow me (Follow me)
I've come so far, I'm behind again
Follow me (Follow me)
I wish so hard I'm there again
Follow me (Follow me)
Follow me (Follow me)
All that I wanted were things I had before
All that I needed I never needed more
All of my questions are answers to my sins
All of my endings waiting to begin
I know the way but I falter
Can't be afraid of my patience
There's a sacred place where Razel keeps safe
Follow me (Follow me)
I've seen so much I'm blind again
Follow me (Follow me)
I feel so bad I'm alive again
Follow me (Follow me)
All that I wanted were things I had before
All that I needed I never needed more
All of my questions are answers to my sins
All of my endings waiting to begin..
Whisper in the yard and turn the trees all into toys
Lay there on the ground, and turn the dirt into your joy
From what I see and what I know, it's all been boring lately
So I suggest we trade a question mark in for a maybe
Time your riddles right, and make a point that has no sense
Make sure that you're smiling, and the money's been well spent
Innocence and ignorance, it all goes hand in hand
I'm not sure that I'm right, but I hope you'll understand
I hope that you're still searching for the start that has no end
And all the plastic people have now become your friends
Before you start to drift and your soul begins to strain
I just wanted to tell you that you're listening to a dream
Here by my side, an angel
Here by my side, the devil
Never turn your back on me
Never turn your back on me, again
Here by my side, it's Heaven
Here by my side, you are destruction
Here by my side, a new colour to paint the world
Never turn your back on it
Never turn your back on it, again
Here by my side, it's Heaven
Careful, be careful
Careful, be careful
This is where the world drops off
Where the world drops off
Careful, be careful
You breathe in and you breathe out
For it ain't so weird
How it makes you a weapon
And you give in
And you give out
For it ain't so weird
How it makes you a weapon
Never turn your back on it
Never turn your back on it again
Careful, be careful
Here by my side, it's Heaven
Miss Mary Mack,Mack Mack,
All Dressed in Black,Black,Black.
She Has A Knife,Knife,Knife,
in her Back,Back,Back.
She Cannot Breathe,Breathe,Breathe,
She Cannot Cry,Cry,Cry.
That's Why She Begs,Begs,Begs,
Begs to Die,Die,Die.
The hottest places in hell are
reserved for those who in times
of great moral crises choose
their neutrality. - Dante
I love photography,and any art in general. I love to sing,and I love reading. I've been writing poetry since 6th grade or so,and I've been writing stories since 4th grade.
I'm a very blunt straightforward person. I love too hard, and get hurt too easily. I'm loyal to the point of stupidity. When I get tired of someone's bullshit, I'm not afraid to tell them to knock it off, even if it hurts them. I take the blame for my mistakes, and I'm not scared to tell someone something is there fault.
"Circle"
Give me the dust of my father
Stand on the face of the ancients
Bare the secret flesh of time itself
Follow me (Follow me)
I've come so far, I'm behind again
Follow me (Follow me)
I wish so hard I'm there again
Follow me (Follow me)
Follow me (Follow me)
All that I wanted were things I had before
All that I needed I never needed more
All of my questions are answers to my sins
All of my endings waiting to begin
I know the way but I falter
Can't be afraid of my patience
There's a sacred place where Razel keeps safe
Follow me (Follow me)
I've seen so much I'm blind again
Follow me (Follow me)
I feel so bad I'm alive again
Follow me (Follow me)
All that I wanted were things I had before
All that I needed I never needed more
All of my questions are answers to my sins
All of my endings waiting to begin..
Whisper in the yard and turn the trees all into toys
Lay there on the ground, and turn the dirt into your joy
From what I see and what I know, it's all been boring lately
So I suggest we trade a question mark in for a maybe
Time your riddles right, and make a point that has no sense
Make sure that you're smiling, and the money's been well spent
Innocence and ignorance, it all goes hand in hand
I'm not sure that I'm right, but I hope you'll understand
I hope that you're still searching for the start that has no end
And all the plastic people have now become your friends
Before you start to drift and your soul begins to strain
I just wanted to tell you that you're listening to a dream
Here by my side, an angel
Here by my side, the devil
Never turn your back on me
Never turn your back on me, again
Here by my side, it's Heaven
Here by my side, you are destruction
Here by my side, a new colour to paint the world
Never turn your back on it
Never turn your back on it, again
Here by my side, it's Heaven
Careful, be careful
Careful, be careful
This is where the world drops off
Where the world drops off
Careful, be careful
You breathe in and you breathe out
For it ain't so weird
How it makes you a weapon
And you give in
And you give out
For it ain't so weird
How it makes you a weapon
Never turn your back on it
Never turn your back on it again
Careful, be careful
Here by my side, it's Heaven
Miss Mary Mack,Mack Mack,
All Dressed in Black,Black,Black.
She Has A Knife,Knife,Knife,
in her Back,Back,Back.
She Cannot Breathe,Breathe,Breathe,
She Cannot Cry,Cry,Cry.
That's Why She Begs,Begs,Begs,
Begs to Die,Die,Die.
The hottest places in hell are
reserved for those who in times
of great moral crises choose
their neutrality. - Dante
- Last seen on Nov 23 2:51 PM. Member since February 22, 2005.
- I'm a malachite opening poet for 395 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "I DON'T FEEL A THING... AND I'VE STOPPED REMEMBERING....".
- I am a 19 year old girl from Illinois (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm STUDENT/PHOTOGRAPHER.







- I have 395 comments, 2 contests, 1 column, 167 poems, 2 stories
My Poetry
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in a weird kind of way
i'm feeling quite normal today130 lines, 3 comments, November 3 -
I SIT UP IN MY ROOM AT NIGHT
SINGING ALONG TO THE SADDEST SONGS68 lines, September 19 -
Darkest souls come falling down into eternal hell a sight that's so familiar for those who know too well26 lines, October 25, 2007
My Stories
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brushing her rain soaked hair from her eyes, Lily surveys her surroundings. In the distance she can hear her friend Michael calling out in1775 lines, 3 comments, February 27. In 600-2000 words
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walking forward
feeling the mist on my face210 lines, 9 comments, August 16, 2005. In <200 lines, Fantasy
Guest Book
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SpaceHippie on November 3I haven't been on this site in a while and one of your poems is the first i saw when i logged in. It caught my attention right away. In any case, i'd like to bookmark you because i digg your style, but i can't quite find a way to. Lol. Daamn..
anywho, i'm ariel.
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subliminal girl on July 5, 2006I love "circle" ... The song is more than amazing.
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miny me on April 17, 2006ok hold on the poem goes with my name relax just a poem and my number 630 536 6033
