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Beyond the shaking red dreams
The two of us had to meet.
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Lying in my bed, I listen to the lamentations of the night.
by Kenshin1987
42 lines, 1 comment,
on Feb 8 9:59 PM 2007
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An assignment for Creative Writing. I put some time into this one, so I thought I would put it here.
by Kenshin1987
45 lines, 3 comments,
on Feb 8 9:47 PM 2007
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In the rays of sunlight,
you were smiling,
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Lined up on the table, Fruits of cruelty
Fill the sacred cup With tears of pity
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The eyes of the person
reflected inside of the mirror,
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The reason why I can't tell you
Is because I really love you.
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Comment je suis sens récemment
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There's nothing I can do
With this sense of loneliness.
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A poem from the view of a teenage woman living at home, with her mother and disgusting father.
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My heart shudders,
Soon it will crumble away.
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Our precious memories
are wavering off in the distance.
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Don't worry because even if I disappear before you,
I'll become the keep on protecting you
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I want to hold you in my arms one more
And never let you go again
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Things like words can't convey anything
You can always feel it, that's the angel's voice
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I see you there in my memories . . .
soft toned reflections,
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I want my love to reach you,
I want it to reach you right now.
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Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring
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Look at me, stained to
the fingertips with crimson
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On nights when it's just too painful to be alone
I search the stars
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A boat floats in the eastern sea, ready to greet morning before anyone else,
If the wind brings tidings then the wind addressed to me isn't blowing yet.
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Until the sighs that carve into skin,
Shaking Silhouette Delicacy,
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Let's walk,
The two of us together.
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No matter how much I love you, I don't reach you,
That's the only thing that runs me down,
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I wish you would knock on the door to my heart like it's open for you
You've captured me with your voice
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friend is a person
to laugh and cry with
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Everything that lies before me
perishes in my wake.
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the neutralization of life
spirals into distortion
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It’s a city of destruction.
And it’s called Freedom.
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Consumed until my bones
become nothing but ashes
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"Is it me or her who makes you suffer?"
I'm whispering to myself, all alone
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Inquiétée par n'importe quoi,
Tu me souriais et touchais ma poitrine avec ta main
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Nous nous sommes rencontrés en ces lieux.
Cela recommence, maintenant, je ne peux plus rien faire.
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You are my only... You are my treasure.
I'd give you my whole thing, even if you don't want.
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