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posted by konci-sama
Let’s bury our fears in the moonlit graves and dance upon them in blinded fury.
Let’s follow the light to the end of the trail and keep on going.
Let’s blind ourselves from the feelings of others and wash them away.
Let’s travel to Heaven and Hell and come back again.
Let’s watch the earth from above and below as it wilts into oblivion.
Let’s rip the wings from the angels that watch us.
Let’s silence the devil that laughs at us from behind the curtains.
Let’s find a way to overcome the beings who challenge us.
Let’s die young and with the wisdom of a thousand kings.
Let’s burn the world and rise from the ashes of the forgotten ones.
Let’s bottle the ashes and set them to sea.
Let’s forget our pasts and build our futures.
Let’s believe in nothing and trust no one.
Let’s fall into the pulsing of the flames and jump head first into the blinding lights.
But let me fall silently.
And I’ll let you be the one to bury me with our fears in the moonlit graves.
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posted by Lovetreehill
Votive Offering in the Spanish Style

I want to build for you, Madonna, my mistress,
An underground altar in the depths of my grief
And carve out in the darkest corner of my heart,
Far from worldly desires and mocking looks,
A niche, all enameled with azure and with gold,
Where you shall stand, amazed Statue,
With my polished Verses as a trellis of pure metal
Studded cunningly with rhymes of crystal,
I shall make for your head an immense Crown,
And from my Jealousy, O mortal Madonna,
I shall know how to cut a cloak in a fashion,
Barbaric, heavy, and stiff, lined with suspicion,
Which, like a sentry-box,...
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posted by TDIFan960
Anna may bell

My name is Anna May Bell. And as you see I am only three.
Mommy Look what daddy did to me, he called me names
Of hate. But Don’t Blame daddy, it was me. He said it was
my fault his job came to a halt. He took me for a ride you see
he said “Come we can go. All of us Three.” Mommy said No
she would love to see how much time we spend with out
bickering. We took a ride to see the trees. Little did I know
That was the last time you would see me. We stop in front
Of a big oak tree. And that is where you strangled me.
Spitting out word of hate. Mommy said you were a saint.
But I see you...
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posted by juicyjossy9
I don’t know just why I’m here for
I want more than words can describe
I’ve been deprived, can you believe it?
My whole world has been falling apart
And it keeps falling apart all around me

This is how you picked me
And got me high

I’m drinking all from the tears you cry
I’m breathing on every breath you sigh

I don’t wish to know my ending
I just wanna know when I’d begun
Wanna know when I’ll be gone
Wanna know where it has all started from

Feel like I am spinning
It feels so much like I’m spinning
Spinning, spinning and spinning around

Feeling like I am spinning
Around the summer and the...
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posted by tiny_princess
here`s a new poem that is written by my humble key board ...








~~ My Locked feelings ~~








My miserable life may effect on what might happen



Those memories are more to be like an ultimate weapon



My sharp-knife words are surrounded



With a mixture of feelings



My life is crowded



No way to start healings



After Searching for years



Walking for miles , &



Facing my fears



To find the higher truth … My rights !!



Am a normal girl



With un-usual brave Harte



Am a strong pearl



That never falls apart



...



Isn`t it strange?!



To analyze different personalities



Hoping to arrange



My UN-none nationality



Then, a sudden moment...
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posted by Lovetreehill
They say to me, your eyes, clear as crystal:
"For you, bizarre lover, what is my merit then ?"
— Be charming and be still! My heart, which all things irk,
Except the candor of the animals of old,

Does not wish to reveal its black secret to you,
Whose lulling hands invite me to long sleep,
Nor its somber legend written with flame.
I hate passion; intelligence makes me suffer !

Let us love each other sweetly. Tenebrous Love,
Ambushed in his shelter, stretches his fatal bow.
I know all the weapons of his old arsenal :

Crime, horror, and madness! — pale marguerite !
Are you not, like me, an autumnal sun,...
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added by moodystuff449
Source: i wrote it.....
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Source: I wrote this....Hope you like it!
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posted by gublerlover1
looking up into the clear blue sky
i lay in the wet grass wondering why
why is there always someone that's broken hearted
and why are people always breaking them
the pain is always deep
i wonder why the world is the way it is
why do people feel the need to start war
and why do innocent people have to suffer
the acts of those choice others

things are never great but we survive
and i wonder why no one has broken down
and now i wonder how

how do we get up and dust things off
then keep moving without on sign
that something has changed

so then i wonder
how would we thrive if these things
didnt happen and it was all the same
the war and the hurt
never moving forward
never knowing the repercussion of choices
for without knowing fthe poison of something
we can not move on the find the cure
posted by keturahk
(alright so this is crap but just go with it. i def wrote it in like 7th grade so... -.-
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to love and them love me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought love was just a silly game ............ i want to love and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........
posted by Lovetreehill
One time, once only, sweet, amiable woman,
On my arm your smooth arm
Rested (on the tenebrous background of my soul
That memory is not faded);

It was late; like a newly struck medal
The full moon spread its rays,
And the solemnity of the night streamed
Like a river over sleeping Paris.

And along the houses, under the porte-cocheres,
Cats passed by furtively,
With ears pricked up, or else, like beloved shades,
Slowly escorted us.

Suddenly, in the midst of that frank intimacy
Born in the pale moonlight,
From you, sonorous, rich instrument which vibrates
Only with radiant gaiety,

From you, clear and joyful as...
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added by southern-belle
Source: me