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MineI am loved by you
That i know is true
I cant breath when your around
Your scent enthrolls me
Your words captivate me
Evrything about you is just perfect
How could someone like me belong wiith you
You are me evrything
I dont know what else to say
What do you think i should say?
Apart from, that i love you
SheildIn my arms I carry a shield
Erect I stand in this crimson field
On this shield lays my friend
To the afterlife, we shall send
He is about to die
This is no lie
He has fallen in battle
It was not in vain for his side has one
Now he and the earth shall become one
Look at death fall from the sky
See the skeleton wings spread high
RememberI remember i time so long ago when i was inocent
I remember a time when i was happy
I remember a time when she was in my arms
Now, they are all brocken flower petals in my mind
Laying on the ground
Shattered and dying
Why wont these better memories leave me
They just wont die
They hurt me
They strangle me
There is nothing left but death on skeleton wings
Oh, before i go
Is there a time you remember that you were innocent?
YaoiI press up against you
I nibble on your ear
I lift you of the bed
I make you hold me in your arms
You protect me like no other
You love me like nobody else can
You care when nobody else does
Who knew this could all happen between to boys
In this WorldIn this world
I am all alone
In this world
I find no peace
In this world
All the flowers rot
In this world
There is nothing but sorrow and pain
Huh, turns out this world is my mind
KissI pull me head closer to yours
I feel your breath on my face
I look into your eyes and see me and you reflected in them for all eternity
I feel your skin pressed up against mine
Your pulse quickens
As does mine
Your lips touch mine
And you turn to mist and wind blows you away
I fall to the ground dead
For without you i am nothing
The only thing left is death
Skeleton wings spread high
Hold me DownYou hold me down
I look up into your eyes
I see my reflection
I see how happy i am
I see in my eyes your reflection and the never ending faces of our happiness
I reach up to touch your face and you disapear
I scream "no pleaze dont leave me"
I reach out to grab you but you are already gone
Flower pedals fall onto my face
I am suddenly at the gate of death and the gate of life
Which shall i choose?
Life or death
NotebookMy notebook knows me best
My notebook loves me
My notebook cares win noone else will
i wish my notebook was a person
Then id have someone to listen to
But for now, my heart is skecthed ontu pages not on somebody elses heart
Evrytime i give my heart, it is brocken or dropped
Here take it
I dont want it
Good enoughAm i not good enough for you?
What can i do to make me good enough
How deep must i cut tell i'm good enough
Who must i kill to be good enough
Why i'm i never good enough
Someone please take this knife and plunge it into my flesh over and over and over again
Carve me up tell someone will find me attractive
Cut me tell my blood drowns the world
Look at all the pretty red drops that fall from the sky
Look closely and you'll see all the faces of all the people who self harm inj the droplets
See the droplets feed the earth and grow the all the plants
Look, our pain, does help
Request - Lost LoveSide by side
We walk the halls
Rarely leaving each other.
People say we should
Be more than friends.
We just scoff
At the idea.
Weekends spent together,
Talking about life.
Suddenly, you're too close,
Your breath is on my neck
As you leave a kiss
On my collarbone,
Softly with your lips.
I push away,
Shrinking from your touch.
Lets forget that ever happened
And go back to the way
We were before.
You agree and recede.
But that kiss still lingered,
I could feel it on my skin
Like a bite I needed to scratch.
It was burned into my mind,
While yours was wiped clean.
We may have withdrawn,
But that memory still lingers like a ghost.
You find another girl.
One who laughs at your jokes,
Cries on your shoulder,
Tells you her secrets,
Lets you know her pains.
You move on,
But I remain stuck in that moment.
Every time I see you now
You're with that girl.
You're not with me
As a friend
Or a lover.
You're with her
And my heart is crying.
Be ThereJust wait for me,
'round the next bend.
Look for me,
I'll be there.
wherever you look
whenever I'm needed,
I'll be there.
Just wait for me
PoetryWith bitten lips and tear-burnt eyes
you tell her your new tragedy
she listens to the hurt and pain
and smiles as she writes it down in her mind
what you cannot say, she will shout for you
or sing, or whisper- whatever you prefer
her arms are tight around you
as you spit your angry words
and she listens and remembers
and tones them into music
into her world
and she dances as she tells your story
and makes faces when you're happy
and cries with you when you need her
not everyone can hear her
some believe she says nothing real
she'd never lie, but they don't understand
when she speaks, they hear gold-toned lies
or steel-stained epithets
or excuses for more hate
but her gift is taking words from you
and touching them with a silver finger
and giving them her beauty
and it doesn't matter if they hear her right
if they understand your feelings
she's trying her hardest for you.
poetry like teaI never want to know you.
I want to wonder, want to slide back-down and backwards across your glissandos,
linger over the breaths and pauses,
pour into the warm and dark hollows that you curve into your words,
nestle there like water or skin:
I want to sink into the cracks between consonants, smooth them over,
find the sighs folded into the velvet roundness of an O,
contemplate each brightly fractured e in your name, how it
is wrenched open to the world, wounded, and still
curled tight as a fist over the wound:
I want to drink poetry like tea,
in sips, with sugar,
and then in longer draughts until it washes down my throat like heat
and I forget, for a moment, that winter lasts longer than this
and I am far from home:
I want to find you in dead trees and bathroom stalls,
carved with some memory of permanence into the flat surfaces of my world
accompanied by numbers I will never call
for fear of breaking the intimacy of anonymity:
I want to picture you (a picture of you) wi
See beyond thy misted eyes
Crimson tears in reminscence
Truths are naught but hidden lies
Mourning o'er lost innocence.
Unholy act of resurrection
Tis fatal kiss gives immortal life
Bound to drink with fervent conviction
Condemn thy soul with lasting strife
Thou flawless skin shall deceive
Hide thy guilt, thy bloodstained teeth
With open arms, thee will receive
Mortals with a living heartbeat
Forsaken forever by the Sun,
Seek comfort from the Night,
Thy rays force thee to ever run
And thou to flee in sudden flight
Lacking warmth, an icy touch
A vampyre's kiss doth damn
Thy being tis ever fueled by bloodlust
Thou shall feed off the nectar of Man
Saving the Stars
"Umbrellas up!" My mother said.
"The stars are coming down!
They're slipping from the heaven's sky
and landing on the ground."
"Watch your head, now, Rosie,"
My mother warned, alert.
"If one should tumble on your head,
I'd think that it will hurt."
"But mother," whined I to my mom,
"The stars should stay up there.
The angels will be stopping this
as soon as they're aware."
"Oh, Rosie," Mother sighed aloud.
"The angels want this done.
They stand behind each beam of light
and push them, one by one."
"What for?" I asked then, soft and sweet.
"I'm feeling so confused.
Do the angels want their friends on earth
to be black and blue and bruised?"
"Not you, Rosie," Mother said.
"You've done nothing wrong.
But evil deeds occur on earth
and most folks just go along.
"For everytime a child's hit,
or killed in bed at night;
Everytime you wrong someone
a star will lose its light."
I gathered up my broom and cried,
"Then I'll sweep them in with you.
We'll hang the stars and patch them up
RainWhat has life done to you girl?
Why do you pay the price?
Carry the world on your shoulders?
Be confronted with every vice?
You sit alone in your corner,
Because youre afraid of the rain.
The rain which continues to follow you
To send a murk into your brain
But you have to learn my darling dear,
That storm cloud is always near
Its not meant to bring you down,
Nor its waters to make you drown.
No the sky is weeping girl
Weeping just for you
The girl who has all the troubles
Which everyone has threw
Threw at her like a baseball
And left her without a bat
Girl I know you simply dont deserve that.
So Im crawling into your corner,
Whether you want me to or not.
I may bring a few friends
Some you have met,
And some not.
Were going to make you see
That life just isnt bad
That the problems you think you have
Are only those youve had.
That not all you see is worrying,
That you dont always have to care
And if you need a shoulder to cry on,
PoetryYou, sitting there
Me, writing here
You take a step into my domain
The easiest door is fragrant with cocaine
The hardest way is pain and suffering
Alive with sighing and weeping
As you string word
After hard-thought word
I wonder what your fuel could be
Could it be the sun or the constant sea?
Could it be the church or the state?
Could it be the start of endless debate?
Though I wish your words were about me
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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