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The gate is open, I can dance through it
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The walls are white
and spotless
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I lay in the corner, curled in a ball
Trying to shut out the world's lonely all
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His gaze of smoldering fire grazes my lips
I weep; for I cannot embrace hope
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The mysterious girl,
Cloaked in black,
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Every footstep in the sand,
Is superior to us all.
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I want to reach out and grasp
Life with both Hands and
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The future comes and goes. It twists and turns
it pivots.
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V iolence promised in your smile even as gentle hands caress
I nvading, penetrating; I am naked, though fully dressed
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the leaves of spring,
they're blossoming.
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I wrote this in a weird mood, but interesting.
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I always feel torn between most of my family vs. my Mom. I feel like I'm constantly buffering between them.
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Alone is staring at the sky
watching the stars brighten by hour
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i did drowning sorrows can you tell
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Whatever happened to decency, honor for one's views,
Whatever happened to the respect you earned by the subtle paths you choose;
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I wrote this after taking a step back view of who I am. It's not much but it's very true from the way I see it.
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in the ghastly grotto of grim grannor
are heard blasphemous, cacophonous, chants of yore.
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War Games
Earth, air, and fire burning.
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by Synthetic-Nightmare
55 lines, 5 comments,
on Nov 21 2:36 PM 2007. In pain, personal, weird, thoughtful, dark, sad, emotions, imagery, thoughts, fantasy
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Love…. My soul sighs it
But perhaps lust is as close as we can get.
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Oh Harmless one, Armless one
What do you think to do?
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Writing can be your voice when you can't find perfection
Or it can be your tears when the words are never present
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You're in a state of utter release from everything ...
Take advantage ...
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What topic will I chose
That will be one of a kind
I need to brainstorm;
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Zebra Snake
Black and white,
by DeathHawk
37 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 3 12:58 PM 2007. In Collection, Serpentine, Spiritual, Thoughtful, Weird, Other, Nature, Love, Life
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The blue oceans tide goes in and out
like all of us as we run about
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Love goes on
Life grows old
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my sadness is a large black plastic bag of broken glass
always finding a way to slice through and cut me
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Advice for the needy,
Humor for sadness,
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Hello paper
What shall I write about today?
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I thought you were the one
I thought the world of you
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I could reach up and Catch the Sky
Just above my fingetips
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I. I am the pi in opinion, / the endless division that never / comes to an end. The unraveling / Light of hope that takes strength / from
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Nights here, / shine almost as bright as the days. / The moon smiles down / lighting the fields with her silver warmth. / Flashlights and fear are left at home, / As children wander the shining streets. / The
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The purple clouds above the land began to yawn. They rolled their eyes and opened their mouths and ran on and on, trying to outchase the velvety envelope of night. Below, a scene of terror reigned into the distance. For far t
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birds.. / The clock stopped and she dropped / Upon the bedpost / Changes were in the pipeline / New theories were in the toaster / Slowly roasting, cooking and forming / Becomi
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a harsh reality that drives my life / in all that's missing but violent strife: / for pity's sake let go of yourself / and your constant drive for untold wealth. /
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Don't cry, little emo child, / Please don't cry. / Life will get better / Just wait and see. / Life will get better / And that is a promise
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Vegas and I in my red Cadillac / We take all our chances / And take nothing back / Vegas flies free and indulges in romances / As I sit tranquilly / To watch the sun fall and rise / As we move separately
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All you do / when you get high / Is waste yourself / and waste your time / You waste your life, / you waste your dough. / What would you wa
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wait for my love, love...
there is a reason to reach for the stars...
[SUNSET]. . .
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So soft are the feathers / of the dove that flys free / for so long he was caged / to never see the glow of the moon / or the shine of the sun / but the little boy / with the baseball cap / lifted his small han
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The forever-ago childhood memories never fade. / Our happiest times are forever remebered. / No matter how old we are or our surroundings are, / The memories stay the same. / But you need a way to remember. / Findi
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